ARCASHA

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Porno, the 'Peg, and Glass

January 09, 2003 - 21:39

Oh that�s just ducky!

Now someone�s posting porno links in my guestbook. - one of those cheesy teen sites. Don�t bother looking. I dumped it. The site�s similar to that crap spam-mail that�s all too familiar nowadays.

Don�t get me wrong. I�m quite fond of porn on occasion and in the appropriate place. But not in my guestbook. It�s just a tad invasive, don�cha think? It�s like someone actually had to make an effort to put it there.

Aaaak!

-(o)-

It�s like old home week around here. A bunch of my old friends from Winnipeg are in town. Some for good and some visiting. My old boss has finally taken up her post as my new boss (pretty excited about that). My very dear friend and mentor, in many ways, has started in her new job as staff leader � not her real title. My good buddies from the Jazz show are here to do a week of programs from a Jazz conference. Buddybee will be here next week.

And all this after my lament about friendships a couple of days ago. Just shows that our perceptions need adjusting sometimes, huh?

-(o)-

Have I talked about my weekend of glassblowing? I attended a weekend workshop of glassblowing about a month ago. I�ve done this on occasion in the past so it wasn�t new to me, but I made some of the best stuff I�ve ever made. I made a small beer mug, a large beer mug, and some really nice paperweights. But I�m especially proud of a vase and a beautiful bell-shaped bowl.

What makes a piece better than another is generally the thinness of the glass. You need to make the glass as thin as possible without blowing it out. That bowl is just perfect that way. It�s large and light and has some great swirls of colour running through it.

They only accept four participants at a time at that studio. Time is short so you�re given maximum blowing time. (Get your minds out of the gutter)

Well, I was the only guy. I was partnered with a beautiful young Italian woman biologist. She was soooo sweeeet! She was also a great glassblower. She could huck that stuff around like a pro.

I walked her home the last night. I enjoyed that.

But�I probably won�t ever see her again.

-(o)-

Oh well!

Arc

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