Saturday, February 13, 2010

Def Poetry Jam

After the opening ceremonies last night, which I found to be pretty great, one of the stand out parts for me was the "We Are More" poem by Shane Koyczan. I think it really made people stand up and take notice.

We really are more. Thanks, Shane, for expressing it so well:

We Are More
by Shane Koyczan

When defining Canada
you might list some statistics
you might mention our tallest building
or biggest lake
you might shake a tree in the fall
and call a red leaf Canada
you might rattle off some celebrities
might mention Buffy Sainte-Marie
might even mention the fact that we've got a few
Barenaked Ladies
or that we made these crazy things
like zippers
electric cars
and washing machines
when defining Canada
it seems the world's anthem has been
" been there done that"
and maybe that's where we used to be at
it's true
we've done and we've been
we've seen
all the great themes get swallowed up by the machine
and turned into theme parks
but when defining Canada
don't forget to mention that we have set sparks
we are not just fishing stories
about the one that got away
we do more than sit around and say "eh?"
and yes
we are the home of the Rocket and the Great One
who inspired little number nines
and little number ninety-nines
but we're more than just hockey and fishing lines
off of the rocky coast of the Maritimes
and some say what defines us
is something as simple as please and thank you
and as for you're welcome
well we say that too
but we are more
than genteel or civilized
we are an idea in the process
of being realized
we are young
we are cultures strung together
then woven into a tapestry
and the design
is what makes us more
than the sum total of our history
we are an experiment going right for a change
with influences that range from a to zed
and yes we say zed instead of zee
we are the colours of Chinatown and the coffee of Little Italy
we dream so big that there are those
who would call our ambition an industry
because we are more than sticky maple syrup and clean snow
we do more than grow wheat and brew beer
we are vineyards of good year after good year
we reforest what we clear
because we believe in generations beyond our own
knowing now that so many of us
have grown past what used to be
we can stand here today
filled with all the hope people have
when they say things like "someday"
someday we'll be great
someday we'll be this
or that
someday we'll be at a point
when someday was yesterday
and all of our aspirations will pay the way
for those who on that day
look towards tomorrow
and still they say someday
we will reach the goals we set
and we will get interest on our inspiration
because we are more than a nation of whale watchers and lumberjacks
more than backpacks and hiking trails
we are hammers and nails building bridges
towards those who are willing to walk across
we are the lost-and-found for all those who might find themselves at a loss
we are not the see-through gloss or glamour
of those who clamour for the failings of others
we are fathers brothers sisters and mothers
uncles and nephews aunts and nieces
we are cousins
we are found missing puzzle pieces
we are families with room at the table for newcomers
we are more than summers and winters
more than on and off seasons
we are the reasons people have for wanting to stay
because we are more than what we say or do
we live to get past what we go through
and learn who we are
we are students
students who study the studiousness of studying
so we know what as well as why
we don't have all the answers
but we try
and the effort is what makes us more
we don't all know what it is in life we're looking for
so keep exploring
go far and wide
or go inside but go deep
go deep
as if James Cameron was filming a sequel to The Abyss
and suddenly there was this location scout
trying to figure some way out
to get inside you
because you've been through hell and high water
and you went deep
keep exploring
because we are more
than a laundry list of things to do and places to see
we are more than hills to ski
or countryside ponds to skate
we are the abandoned hesitation of all those who can't wait
we are first-rate greasy-spoon diners and healthy-living cafes
a country that is all the ways you choose to live
a land that can give you variety
because we are choices
we are millions upon millions of voices shouting
" keep exploring... we are more"
we are the surprise the world has in store for you
it's true
Canada is the "what" in "what's new?"
so don't say "been there done that"
unless you've sat on the sidewalk
while chalk artists draw still lifes
on the concrete of a kid in the street
beatboxing to Neil Young for fun
don't say you've been there done that
unless you've been here doing it
let this country be your first-aid kit
for all the times you get sick of the same old same old
let us be the story told to your friends
and when that story ends
leave chapters for the next time you'll come back
next time pack for all the things
you didn't pack for the first time
but don't let your luggage define your travels
each life unravels differently
and experiences are what make up
the colours of our tapestry
we are the true north
strong and free
and what's more
is that we didn't just say it
we made it be.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Olympics

Not much to write tonight-- watching the Vancouver Olympics Opening Ceremonies has made me pretty proud to be Canadian though.

True North.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

The Air Up There

I spent my afternoon watching a pretty intense basketball game. Live. It was a school game where I work, and it was fantastic.

I like watching some sports on tv for sure... but there's nothing quite like watching something live. It's way more exciting and exhilarating. I think when you're so close to the players that you can see their facial expressions, the grit, emotion, and thought they put into their plays, that it heightens the audience's enjoyment of the game.

Today's match featured several players I know pretty well and they played quite fantastically.

Coincidentally, it made the afternoon fly by-- also a bonus!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

The Invitational

I live quite a distance away from the majority of my friends. Ya, I have one or two friends in my community, but the people I feel closest to live at least 45 mins-1 hour away from me. This is true, as well, of people in my social periphery.

Because of the time/distance, I generally don't get out too much... especially during the work week. It's not like I don't want to go out with people... but when one combines the drive with the time, throw in some bad weather... and the necessity of getting up the next morning for work... well, it just adds up to a difficult time.

That being said, just getting invited to things is a pretty damn nice thing. I sometimes feel bad that I can't attend for the above mentioned reasons, but the invite is nice.

Today I got an invite to a poker night which I probably won't be able to attend since it's an hour away from me on a work night... but it was from someone who I never thought would include me.

Those sorts of mini surprises are unexpectedly nice.

And appreciated.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Anticipation

This Friday, Canada will host the Olympic Games in Vancouver, BC. This is quite far away from me (in fact, I believe the Salt Lake City Games of 2002 would actually be closer) but it's not about geography.

I remember when the announcement of the 2010 games was made. I was working, and we all gathered to watch on a computer. It was almost euphoric-- we cheered and celebrated even though it was an event that would be seven years and a 5.5 hour flight away. Still, there's something to be said for national pride and spirit. I can see how excited people are about the Olympics, and we all have such great hope for our athletes.

I can't wait to see what the opening ceremonies entail. I know Canada will do a great job of hosting, and I know that even without competing, we'll be proud of our athletes.

Above it all, there's something pretty cool about positive anticipation.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Peppermint Twist

So, although I feel I may be betraying my national identity, I'm not a huge fan of Tim Horton's. I think their coffee smells like skunk (I know... I'm going to be pelted with beaver tails and maple syrup) and most of their other beverages don't do it for me.

But it's pretty hard to screw up tea. So I tend to get tea when I must go to TH. More recently, I've been enjoying the TH peppermint tea-- a large, in fact, with two sweeteners. It's surprisingly delicious and refreshing. I also like the fact that it's double cupped... since they don't have the Starbucks-esque sleeve.

Anyway, I digress... On a cold winter day, when I can't make it to my beloved Starbucks, a TH peppermint tea will suit me just fine... in a pinch ;)

Sunday, February 7, 2010

867-5309

Dane Cook does this bit in his act about sounds-- sounds that make you happy (for him, it could be laundry in the dryer) and sounds that make you "want to punch babies" (he's not a fan of car alarms in the middle of the night. The whole thing is pretty hilarious... and it got me thinking about sounds I like.

For me, one of the sounds I enjoy the most is that of my text message ring tone. It's nothing special-- nothing funny, nothing uproarious... it's actually pretty professional, as far as mobile ring tones go.

It's less about the actual tone, per se, however, than what's behind it. People get excited when they get a text or a phone call on their mobile because it means that someone is thinking of them and wants to communicate with them. I think a basic desire we all have-- maybe it's a basic need-- is that we all want to feel wanted and cared about. We want people to want to talk to us, to communicate with us. That little ring or beep in your pocket indicates that.

There's nothing quite like an unsolicited beep or vibration to connect you back to one's community.

Connect.