Wednesday, July 26, 2006

For John, with all my love

As printed in the Globe and Mail....

MUNRO, John Christopher Passed away peacefully on Sunday, July 23, 2006 at Ian Anderson House, Oakville in his 71st year. John leaves behind his loving wife Lynne and his brother Jim (Vancouver), sisters Barbara (Oakville) and Margaret (London) as well as nieces and nephews. He will be sadly missed and lovingly remembered by his step-children Nicola Booth of Burlington, Tony Wachmann (Tracey) of Vancouver and Ian Wachmann (lately deceased) (Kathryn) of Georgetown. Cherished and adored grandfather to Sara, Kristine, Jennifer, James, David, Michael and Alena. John was born in Oakville and was a proud lifelong citizen. John helped to found the Big Brother's Association of Oakville and served as its President and was also a member of the Oakville Hamilton Advisory Committee. John started sailing at the age of six and in 1949 joined the Oakville Yacht Squadron (OYS) and became its Sailing Director in 1973 during which time he established an Olympic Circle Course. He was also involved in developing the OYS into one of the best and most active racing clubs on Lake Ontario. He was a volunteer with the Ontario Track 3 Ski Association, CNIB, and enjoyed his Tuesday nights at the Oakville Scottish Country Dance Group. Funeral service will be held at 11:00 am Friday, July 28, 2006 at St. Jude's Anglican Church, 160 William Street, Oakville. Private family interment. For those who wish memorial contributions to Ian Anderson House would be appreciated. Email condolences may be sent to kopriva@eol.ca please place MUNRO on the subject line.
With you for mast and sail and flag,
And anchor never known to drag,
Death's narrow but oppressive sea
Looks not unnavigable to me.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Not so star struck

What else would complete a night out but running into Ben Mulroney on St. Laurent... He smokes de Maurier. If only I had that stack of free Nicorettes, that would have truly made my night. I'm glad that Idol assignment is treating you well Ben.
Aside from that, shout out to Heidi for coming out to the fireworks and continuing the trend. We have never finished a night together sober... at least in beloved Montreal.
One final question... why do so many bars NOT have air conditioning? It makes them smell like B.O. and urine. Even the waitress told us it was a bad idea to drink anywhere indoors!

Saturday, July 15, 2006

College Pro

While going through my pictures I noticed a number that represented one of my most interesting summer work experiences. It made me feel like a true starving student...

After only a few days of painting Meghan and I had mastered the art of body painting.
It's hard to describe how haltingly tired your first few days of painting makes you. You become too lazy to even bother washing off all of the paint coating you.
10 hours of grinding black rusted wrought iron makes us look hot. Remarkably, when I washed my face it was very difficult getting rid of the dirt right around my eyes. It made me look like I was wearing perfectly applied eyeliner.
I have never laughed so hard as I did when Meghan sat on the lid to a can of black paint. Now her ass matches her shorts!
My Jetta can carry a lot of paint... Almost too much paint. The milage on this baby was great though.... even though she didn't start or stalled at times.
Note the plastic on the window. Dwight a Louer was broken into the second week I had her. My first question was why. My second question was why take my precious headlamp?!
A final modelling shot of Dwight. This is her good side.

Tepid return

After a long departure from the land of blog I have decided to make a timid step back towards my more openly expressive ways. Much has happened in the months since our family comet started to break-up. Most of which are medium to large in effect on a personal time scale.

Before May could even start I had landed myself a job. It wasn’t glamorous, or paid all that well. Actually, there were times when you were lucky you got paid at all. I didn’t even need a degree to get it. But I had fun, got a car to drive to jobsites and was paid at a rate slightly higher than some of my fellow workers. I took the route of many a student before me and painted for a College Pro Painters franchise. We worked mainly in the Montreal boroughs of NDG, Hampstead, and Rosemont, but sometimes wondered as far south as Verdun. The experience was fun and frustrating while it lasted. I did meet many good people during my two month work term. However, a new job was offered which paid more and allowed me to work less and so I took that instead.

Speaking of new jobs… Over the next couple of weeks my work will be divided over a couple of areas. Before anything major will get up and running I am going to be painting the interior of my apartment building. Yet again not a glamorous job, but let us stress the word JOB. The big one that resembles something more along the lines of thought provoking work is for my cousin Paul.

Let me start by congratulating Paul and his colleagues for work well done in starting up their new business. I won’t say much now because they are still in the process of releasing it, but when it starts it’ll be great. I can just about guarantee it as a matter of fact. I will be doing some selling of their service myself, so a small piece of their success rests on my shoulders.

Now I have to do a little bit of back tracking. Mid May a certain gentleman reappeared in my life after a much too extended absence. Yes, the infamous Ash has come to Canada. He got off the plane groggy and understandably jetlagged; Australia is a tad of a time difference. The first week of adjustments were of course didn’t go perfectly. However, I expected as much because of the enormous change that was jolted into both of our everyday lives. Now things are chugging nicely. Believe it or not, my apartment is looking clean these days too! While I was working I even got spoiled by having dinner ready for me after 10 hour days of physical labour.

Years of papers, exams, and assignments have finally yielded results. On the sixth of July I graduated with an undergraduate degree; B.Sc. (Agricultural and Environmental Science) in Wildlife Biology. Both of my parents came for the event, along with my great aunt and uncle Brenda and Kotik, and of course Ash. If you're truly an eager beaver you can watch the entire ceremony online - it's at the bottom of the page.

Outside of the ceremony there was the typical restaurant lunch with the family, and a number of celebratory cheers. That night, Meghan, Ash, and I headed back to good ole Ste Anne de Bellevue for some drinking at the pier. Those of you who know about the pier know how appropriate such an act is. For those who don’t know… we had a limited supply of bars in Ste Anne. The end of the day left me satisfied on two fronts. First, the world did not come to an end on 06/06/06; only a minor stressor to the day. Secondly, I have a degree longer than my name.

With Ash around I have been doing a little bit more traveling than I would usually do in a summer of work. We’ve seen what there is to see in a day in Toronto. Ridden the Maid of the Mist near the base of Niagara Falls, and finished the night off with dinner in the skylon tower, and gambling away a small amount of money to the government. We even went to Parliament in Ottawa to see the sites, and activities that were loaded on over the Canada weekend. You can find pictures from all of these in my photo album; link on the right hand side of the page. We are still looking forward to side trips to other popular and characteristically Canadian destinations. If anyone has suggestions please feel free to make them!

I have chosen to finish off this entry on a very sad note. Much of my traveling lately has been between Montreal and Burlington. These trips have had shared a central purpose. Late last year my grandfather John fell ill. What we thought was originally just a bad case of pneumonia ended up being lung cancer. Since then John’s condition has been worsening quickly. Because of this I have been back to Burlington to firstly visit him in his final few weeks. On the small upside to the whole thing those he is in a gorgeous hospice and is in no pain.

As for the status of the comet, I hear they are relatively robust – so your guess is as good as mine.

On a side note, I would like to wish an incredibly happy belated birthday to one Miss Oriana Nierojewski. I am so sorry for having missed it, and I hope you had a great time. Hopefully I can make it up to you sometime in the near future.