Art In Dark Alleyways.
With the possibility of Jordan and Jay coming down for a visit, I thought I would sneak over to the LCBO to get some beers for the night. I got on my bike and rode downtown taking the Rotary trail most of the way. It was a bright sunny day as it has been all week. Yesterday was mostly uneventful, just had to attend another class with Managerial Accounting. I can’t believe it is almost over, we are doing chapter 12 already and that mean we have one more chapter to do on Wednesday, chapter 14. I still had to finish up a couple late assignments though; I don’t even think I will be able to hand in the first Case study. Oh well.
I get to the LCBO and park my bike against the railings for the wheel chair ramp and put the bike lock on by wrapping it around the metal poles. I struggle, like I always do, because the bike lock is in a coil and wants to spring back to its original state when it is stretched out. A person is sitting in front of the LCBO with a little flute that he occasionally puts to his lips. Another performer is lingering about probably to have his turn at a hot spot to gather change. I step in front of the doors and wait for them to automatically open. I browse around the store not entirely sure what I really want to buy. I think about getting some Strongbow cans, but then decide to look at the rum section instead. I pick out a 26oz bottle of Capt. Morgain’s Dark Rum and hold it in my hands at the neck of the bottle. I then cradle it like a bottle of wine and observe it. Choosing would be so much easier if we were able to smell them. I carry it around with me in the store and humour the wine section of the store. This LCBO is really lacking in that department and nothing really catches my eye for something for the night. I walked all around the store, looking for anything to satisfy my craving. I entertained a few offers from the different sections of the store, and eventually put down the dark rum for some Strongbow cans.
I loaded up my loot in my Adidas backpack and then went on my bike to head back home. Opening the door with my key and then backing in my bike into the living room has become a habit now I could almost do it with ease. If only that damn screen door would get out of my way when I attempt it. I put the cans of Strongbow in the fridge, but open one right away as I feel like a nice cool beer after my journey. My cell phone rings and it is Jordan on the other end of the line saying that he is almost in Peterborough and wants directions. I told him that I would meet him at the Subway at the corner of Water and Parkhill. He tells me he will be about 15 minutes. I hung up and rustled around my living room and bedroom to make sure it is clean enough so people are not tripping over anything. Plus I don’t want them to think it is a third world country living situation here, even though it really is.
I walk over to Subway and lots of cars pass me by on the road beside me. The sun is still bright this late in the day but it is not overly hot outside. I stand in one of the parking spots looking into the distance east of Water Street. I can only make out the odd car but I could not see Jay’s Echo anywhere. Just then Jay pulls up beside me and Jordan is chuckling in the passenger seat claiming to have been taking pictures of me like some sort of covert operative. With my camera! I get in the back seat and give Jay continuous directions to my place up until we get into the parking lot which is beside our building. We get out and walk towards my Unit. “Wow it looks exactly how I pictured it.” Jordan said.
“Oh ya?”
“Yeah, U of T has some residences that are similar”
We get into my pad and sit down on the furniture surrounding the table. I offer them some Strongbows to which they gladly accept and we all crack open our cans. Cheers. I give Jordan one of my Toronto Star newspapers to show him the picture I noticed of the Convocation Hall from U of T. It also had an interesting write up about some Russian diplomat that came to speak at this Hall and was interrupted by a swooping pigeon. After sharing stories and finishing out beers I tell the guys I wanted to show them something in my room. While we are up there I show them the other rooms in the place and they both agree that it is a pretty cool place. We all chill by my computer and I play them the video from the 2006 e3 convention, specifically the Nintendo conference. Why? I wanted to show them the new console that is coming out by Nintendo called the Wii. Much like Kelly, they were instantly impressed, especially with the demo of the Tennis game.
“So did you guys want to check out a bar?” I asked.
“Yeah man I’m up for it.” Jay responds.
“Yeah, sure.” Jordan says with a shrug.
I lock up the place and we all walk down the Rotary trail to the downtown sector. The night sky came faster than expected and it is near completely dark outside. When we arrive at Gertis it turned into the night, and we all sat at the bar, envious of those out on the patio. But it will be ours soon, oh yes, it will be ours.
Part 2 soon.
I get to the LCBO and park my bike against the railings for the wheel chair ramp and put the bike lock on by wrapping it around the metal poles. I struggle, like I always do, because the bike lock is in a coil and wants to spring back to its original state when it is stretched out. A person is sitting in front of the LCBO with a little flute that he occasionally puts to his lips. Another performer is lingering about probably to have his turn at a hot spot to gather change. I step in front of the doors and wait for them to automatically open. I browse around the store not entirely sure what I really want to buy. I think about getting some Strongbow cans, but then decide to look at the rum section instead. I pick out a 26oz bottle of Capt. Morgain’s Dark Rum and hold it in my hands at the neck of the bottle. I then cradle it like a bottle of wine and observe it. Choosing would be so much easier if we were able to smell them. I carry it around with me in the store and humour the wine section of the store. This LCBO is really lacking in that department and nothing really catches my eye for something for the night. I walked all around the store, looking for anything to satisfy my craving. I entertained a few offers from the different sections of the store, and eventually put down the dark rum for some Strongbow cans.
I loaded up my loot in my Adidas backpack and then went on my bike to head back home. Opening the door with my key and then backing in my bike into the living room has become a habit now I could almost do it with ease. If only that damn screen door would get out of my way when I attempt it. I put the cans of Strongbow in the fridge, but open one right away as I feel like a nice cool beer after my journey. My cell phone rings and it is Jordan on the other end of the line saying that he is almost in Peterborough and wants directions. I told him that I would meet him at the Subway at the corner of Water and Parkhill. He tells me he will be about 15 minutes. I hung up and rustled around my living room and bedroom to make sure it is clean enough so people are not tripping over anything. Plus I don’t want them to think it is a third world country living situation here, even though it really is.
I walk over to Subway and lots of cars pass me by on the road beside me. The sun is still bright this late in the day but it is not overly hot outside. I stand in one of the parking spots looking into the distance east of Water Street. I can only make out the odd car but I could not see Jay’s Echo anywhere. Just then Jay pulls up beside me and Jordan is chuckling in the passenger seat claiming to have been taking pictures of me like some sort of covert operative. With my camera! I get in the back seat and give Jay continuous directions to my place up until we get into the parking lot which is beside our building. We get out and walk towards my Unit. “Wow it looks exactly how I pictured it.” Jordan said.
“Oh ya?”
“Yeah, U of T has some residences that are similar”
We get into my pad and sit down on the furniture surrounding the table. I offer them some Strongbows to which they gladly accept and we all crack open our cans. Cheers. I give Jordan one of my Toronto Star newspapers to show him the picture I noticed of the Convocation Hall from U of T. It also had an interesting write up about some Russian diplomat that came to speak at this Hall and was interrupted by a swooping pigeon. After sharing stories and finishing out beers I tell the guys I wanted to show them something in my room. While we are up there I show them the other rooms in the place and they both agree that it is a pretty cool place. We all chill by my computer and I play them the video from the 2006 e3 convention, specifically the Nintendo conference. Why? I wanted to show them the new console that is coming out by Nintendo called the Wii. Much like Kelly, they were instantly impressed, especially with the demo of the Tennis game.
“So did you guys want to check out a bar?” I asked.
“Yeah man I’m up for it.” Jay responds.
“Yeah, sure.” Jordan says with a shrug.
I lock up the place and we all walk down the Rotary trail to the downtown sector. The night sky came faster than expected and it is near completely dark outside. When we arrive at Gertis it turned into the night, and we all sat at the bar, envious of those out on the patio. But it will be ours soon, oh yes, it will be ours.
Part 2 soon.
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