the wolverine

I work in a downtown coffee shop. My clientele: downtown business people and condo yuppies. Both groups are creatures of habit so we get a lot of customer repeats. Because we get so many regulars are generally recognized as – and referred to by their favorite morning caffeine boost. For instance at our little java spot we have “nonfat extrawater americano misto, soy nowater tazo chai, threepumphazelnut withroom boldcoffee, large nonfat nowhip cinnamon latte. Others are known more for their presence: creepy-reading-stare-a-lot guy, incredibly-awake-and-perky-for-the-early-am couple, ted-mosby: architect guy, and the wolverine.

Describing the wolverine is always met with “You mean like Hugh Jackman?” No, no. The Wolverine. As in, if they were to recast the movie he would be it. As in, if the marvel cartoon X-Man was looking for a morning pick me up he would order a 5shot large noroom Americano. It’s not just the perfect two-tone leather coat, it’s not just the facial hair wolverine chops, it’s not just the chunk of man presence that he is, it’s not even just the sweet almost southern way he says ‘thank you kindly’ – it’s definitely all of the above. I’m just saying.

And I am a complete fool in front of this man.
So, it’s a Saturday morning and I’m thinking that I am free from the embarrassment I face in front of this particular Monday-Friday regular. If only. He walks in early morning, taking me off guard and before I am able to filter my otherwise carefully guarded mouth...

“On a Saturday!?! It must be my birthday!”

Oh ya. Outloud. Now it was Saturday morning the cafe was practically empty but those who were leisurely enjoying the Saturday morning definitely heard. That three foot counter that otherwise protects me is unfortunately not sound proof.

Awesome.

a new beginning of sorts

im starting a new regimen. we will see how it goes. i am in the process of reopening my life to the internet. well, maybe not the whole internet. but it is time i started writing again. time i started posting pictures again. and to be used as a creative outlet: youtube account. oh yea.

i'll uh, keep you updated!

xavier

i heard xavier rudd was coming to edmonton. i was excited. i had heard some of his stuff and decided right aways even though i didn't know all the words to all of his songs this was a concert i had to see. but one that needed to be enjoy in a group. i bought 6 tickets-third row-awesome. now to find people. i think the group changed around 4 times. a wave of yeses and nos. somewhat stressful but it turned out wonderful. i sat there in our third row seats before we all rushed the stage looking beside me at the other five faces sitting beside me: charissa, sharon, steven, brice, and krista. i could not have asked for a better bunch. great show, great opener (joshua radin - check him out), GREAT concert, great people, great night.

favorite moment explaining to the six year old that 'boys are stinky' when she smelled the weed that was sparked in the winsper centre! getting high at her very first concert.

xavier rudd. wow.

time. space. slipping. life. sigh.

alone

loneliness is something that happens to us, but i think it is somethingwe can move ourselves out of. i think a person who is lonely should dig into a community, give himself to a community, humble himself before his friends, initiate community, teach people to care for each other, love each other. Jesus does not want us floating through space or sitting in front of our televisions. Jesus wants us interacting, eating together, laughing together, praying together. loneliness is something that came with the fall.

- donald miller, blue like jazz

applying myself

one phone call. having a conversation we have had before. but for some reason this time i acted.

i have been wondering what, where, when to do...or start doing...start attempting to do something again. last saturday having a conversation about life that i have had before with my favorite downtown vancouverite something clicked and i acted.

'go back to school like the rest of us.'

he is right. many of my mid-and-later twenty something friends are finding themselves returning back the classroom. this is something i have thought of before and yet didn't think it was time. i am applying. and if accepted moving to the city i grew up in.

i am hopeful this is the direction i need to be going. God will tell me if it is. until then i apply and wait to see if the door is opened.

sunflowers and future

i bought a sunflower today. i needed the smiles. not that i've been sad, just feeling icky today. in fact this last week has been quite good for me, happy-wise.

still having a hard time accepting where i am...don't know what i am to do in the grander scheme... the choices are...

...stay at the newly acquired painting department position, explore the painting/design world

...work towards school...becoming a teacher

...move to winnipeg in october and return to the coffeeshop

...investigate buying a coffeeshop of my own

maybe i should put them all in a hat and ...well let the hat decide. hahaha

for now. i have my sunflower!