“Til Death” and “No Tweed Too Tight: Another Grant Canyon Mystery”

On at the Evergreen Cultural Centre is the double bill of “Till Death” – The tale of Six Queens.  Six Love stories.  Six Deaths.  One Actress!

It all starts in the afterlife, in a bizarre waiting room of sorts. One by one, the wives of Henry VIII arrive, much to the shock and dismay of each previous wife. What culminates is a heated frenzy of an ex-wives club where these women swap stories, toss Anne Boleyn’s head around, pick on the ugly German one, and, most importantly, fight for the right to be acknowledged as Henry’s true bride and eternal partner.

But when Henry arrives…everything changes.

And then to top off the evening at the Evergreen Cultural Centre there is “No Tweed Too Tight: Another Grant Canyon Mystery”

More belligerent than an orangutan at a monkey shaving contest. More uncaring than a potato salad at a funeral.  As inexplicable as a… you wouldn’t understand.

The year is 1976. Grant Canyon is a perpetually inebriated insurance investigator.  Every scene starts with him coming to consciousness on an airplane with no pilots (or getting buried alive, or on a Russian sub), and every scene ends with him either getting knocked out or drinking himself into oblivion. In his few coherent moments he leaves a wake of dead bodies, satisfied ladies, and empty bottles as he staggers toward a shocking and fiery conclusion.

The performances run from February 25-27 at 8pm in the Evergreen Cultural Centre in Coquitlam.

For tickets, contact the Evergreen Cultural Centre at 604-927-6555.

Til Death by Ryan Gladstone and No Tweed by Ryan Gladstone with Bruce Horak

Tickets: Adult $30 | Senior $25 | Student $15

The Contenders at The Evergreen Cultural Centre

Don’t ever count them out. The Contenders are rolling back into the Tri-Cities for a new concert of their classic hits. Valdy and Gary Fjellgaard, Canadian folk music legends from the West Coast, will play at Evergreen Cultural Centre on February 21, 2016 at 7:30pm.

The Contenders

The Contenders

After releasing an album of new music together, including the hit song Contenders, Valdy and Fjellgaard are road warriors who tour, tour and tour. Their music draws on all the aspects of life in the West, reflecting the mountains and the sea, the cowboys and the fishermen, the oil well roustabouts and the loggers, and so much more. Now playing together, this duo don’t have any fancy lights or sound equipment: just two guys, two guitars and two dozen songs about where they’ve been and where they’re going.

Part of the Canadian pop and folk music fabric for over 34 years, Valdy is one of Canada’s most influential songwriters. His hits like A Good Song (Just a Man), Play Me a Rock and Roll Song and Simple Life (Ode to L.A.) recall the heyday of Canadian folk music of the 1970s. He also played a lead role in an episode of The Beachcombers and was a panelist on Front Page Challenge. Now living on Saltspring Island with his wife Kathleen, his fourteen albums sold nearly half a million copies and four were certified gold.

Gary Fjellgaard is an award-winning singer-songwriter who was raised on the Canadian prairies. His western heritage, cattle drives, wagon treks, and working folks with ties to the land inspire the lyrical imagery of his songs. With his finger style acoustic guitar, gentle vocals, colorful stories, Gary takes his western roots music to the people with a rare sincerity. Gary and his wife Lynne make their home on Gabriola Island on Canada’s west coast.

Tickets are $35 for adults, $30 for seniors and $15 for students. Contact the Evergreen box office at 604-927-6555 or visit evergreenculturalcentre.ca for tickets and more information.

Trees in Residential Areas

With the increase in extreme weather events that are happening around the world, including right here in Coquitlam, it is important for residents of the City to understand their responsibilities, as well as the City’s, in relation to tree management in residential areas.

First thing, if you are concerned about the behaviour of a tree that is on public property, such as on park land or on a boulevard, please call the City’s Parks Customer Service line at 604-927-6300 (Monday – Friday, 8 a.m. – 4 p.m.). This obviously does not include your concerns about trees loitering around your home or damaging your car. 

If you are concerned about a tree on private property, such as your property or your neighbours’, please visit the City’s website coquitlam.ca/treemanagement for additional information or reference the flowchart below. It is very important that you understand the trees “rights” before doing any cutting because there is no going back once you do cut or remove a tree.

  

As well as understanding if or when you can cut or remove a tree, it is also important to understand that if a tree is on private property, it is the responsibility of the property owner to ensure the health and maintenance of the tree.

The City’s Tree Bylaw (Bylaw No. 4091, 2010) regulates the conservation, removal and replacement of trees throughout the city. The bylaw also spells out details for obtaining a permit for tree removal. While proper pruning of your tree does not require a permit, cutting a tree may require one. The flowchart above provides guidelines to assist you in knowing if you need a permit to cut down your tree.

For more information about trees in the city of Coquitlam, you are encouraged to contact an Urban Forestry Technician at 604-927-3482 or visit coquitlam.ca/treemanagement.

Doing the Laundry … Or Not

I’ve got a confession to make – I do not wash my pants. I’ve got a closet full of dungarees (I love that word! It is so much more cool than “jeans”) and I rarely ever wash them.

Dungarees

Dungarees

That’s correct, I rarely ever wash my jeans.

Sure I have my “work jeans” for when I am going to be rolling around under the car or if I am doing yard work where I will get particularly dirty. My Carhartt bibs serve me well in that environment.

I also have a pair of Levi 501s that I call my “weekenders”. Those are the jeans I wear on Saturday and Sundays for hacking around the neighborhood with my family.

Last weekend I washed those jeans after 18 or 20 months of weekend wear. They had been soaked previously; that was when I first got them and wore them from wet until they dried on my body (that is not as uncomfortable a process as some imagine). However, last weekend was the first full cold water machine-wash that they have received.

As for my other jeans – the ones pictured hanging in my closet – most of them have ever been washed.

On Monday morning or Sunday evening I choose the pair of jeans I will wear for the coming week. I have nine pair (and another pair on their way) that I rotate through.

If I get a little spill on my jeans I will spot clean them. However, most of these jeans, other than the dark grey, the light grey, or the khaki twills, have never been inside a washing machine.

And the most amazing thing? You can’t tell that they have never been washed!! They do not look dirty and they certainly do not smell.

I did say that I have a new pair on the way. They are a pair of super heavy weight (16 ounce denim) dungarees from my friends at Gustin that I purchased before the Canadian dollar plunged in value next to the US dollar. I will post more about them once they arrive later this week.

Until then, keep on not washing your jeans!!

 

 

New Year’s Eve Celebrations

Not since the hype around the potential disaster of the Y2K problems and the anti-climactic rollover from 1999 to 2000 have I even bothered staying awake until midnight on New Year’s Eve.

new year's eve

New Year’s Eve

I do not make New Year resolutions and I do not join a gym or decide to get more fit (how could I get anymore fit than I already am?)

I no longer even bother watching the big crystal ball event broadcast from New York City.

Last night I woke up around midnight to hear a male shouting “I’m telling you, I am not drunk!” followed by someone else telling him to get in the back of the car and to shut-up.

I also heard a bunch of fireworks going off around the neighbourhood.

That was it. Another New Year’s Eve come and gone.

Best Before – The Truth

I have previously read about the arbitrary “best before” or “sell-by” dates that food producers and sellers use. When I saw this blog post about best before dates on Stumbleupon, I felt it was worth sharing here.

best before food pic

Have a read –

Often, meaningless food expiration dates can actually cause Americans [and Canadians] to throw away products that are perfectly edible. This misdirected trend leads to an astonishing $165 billion dollars worth of food that’s wasted every year in the U.S. — roughly 40 million tons of food — an amount that has only grown since the 1980s.

Updated Driving Habits

Although I posted yesterday saying I would not be posting my own musings and such as often over the next few days, I have to talk about something I have discovered over the last couple of days.

Over the last couple of days I have been driving more than I usually do. I have been driving to visit friends, visit mall parking lots. I have been to my local butcher and my local breweries.

New Driving Habits

The Rear Ender

While I have been on our local roads I have discovered things have changed on our roads.

The first thing I noticed was that yellow and red lights do not mean the same things that they did when I took my driving test. No.

I suppose the driver instruction book has been updated to clarify that a yellow, or as some say, an amber light means to hit the accelerator as hard as possible to get through the intersection.

And I suppose the driver’s instruction manual has been updated to say that the first 3-4 seconds of a green light is actually intended as time for you to sit and watch cars, trucks, SUVs, and Translink buses loaded with passengers sail through the red light at full speed.

Another thing I noticed is that the legal posted speed limit of 5o kilometres per hour actually means 8o kmh.

If you try to drive at 50 or 60 kmh on any major street in Metro Vancouver you are more than likely to incur the wrath of the people following you who will begin to tailgate your vehicle and flash their high beam lights at you.

These changes did take me by surprise but I have to stay with the times. I don’t want to be like an old fuddy-duddy and lose touch with the changing times.

Selvedge Denim – What Is It?

Over the next few days I will be taking some time off to be with family and friends so I will not be posting as much about my adventures and such. Instead I will be sharing some really interesting readings from around the interweb.

Today’s reading is about selvedge denim – just what is selvedge denim? Read on to learn more –

Selvedge Denim

Gustin Button Fly

If you have even a passing interest in raw denim, you’ve probably heard the word Selvedge more than a few times. No, it doesn’t refer to someone who vends lettuce, selvedge refers to the way a textile has been woven.

You can spot selvedge denim by the tell-tale coloured lines that often run along the outseam of a pair of jeans, but what exactly does that mean?

To read more about selvedge denim, visit Heddels website where there is everything wonderful and amazing about denim and more.

Anarchy in Action – The Elementary School Parking Lot

If a political science professor or teacher wanted to describe what anarchy in real life looks like, rather than looking at movies such as the Mad Max series, Sons of Anarchy, or even the Walking Dead, what they should do is go to an elementary school and watch the parents as they drop their children off for school.

The chaos of the elementary school parking lot-drop off zone is the best example of what our society would look like if we descended into anarchy.

There really are no rules. People race into the parking lot-drop off zone at outrageous speeds with tires squealing. Once they are out of their monster truck-like SUV they feel compelled to scream obscenities at the other people arriving in the same fashion that they just arrived in.

If there is a half of a parking spot anywhere you will see someone cramming a mommy-van into the spot.

Wheelchair spot? That is where the frazzled late arriving mother and child sees opportunity as the family with the kid actually in the wheelchair waits to the side.

Half a spot where the kids are supposed to find their way along a path and through a gate? Yep, just the right size for another monster-truck sized SUV.

The elementary school parking lot-drop off zone. Anarchy.