Vancouver in the Spring/What the hell am I doing?

The rain lifts off of this glass and concrete batcave of a city,  and my brain feels a little less cloudy and gray.  This town has gotten crowded and a little open sky does wonders for my mood.  And motivation.

I had planned on starting this blog back in January, before my sojourn to Maui and my gig in Saskatoon. And really, those locations did not have the oppressive monsoon season to provide an excuse for sleeping in and avoiding any work.  I had an excellent reprieve from decades of depressing unending winters that have burdened me so in Vancouver.  So why the delay? Well someone already had the names Augustine and Agostina for their blogs. I had to go back to the drawing board and... ponder.

But now as I stare out of filthy picture windows in my study, the light from the sky charging me up again, I get off my ass, (well actually sit on my ass) and get to this blog.

And so ends my first post.
Stay tuned for review of Tasty Crust locals only diner in Maui, The Cat Lab home of gypsy magic in Saskatoon, how it was to play a mom to someone a couple years younger at the Persephone, and my foray into casting an indie feature in Vancouver.