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Long overdue… it looked like my closet and cupboards had barfed everywhere.  I banned myself from my computer and look, this is my desk before and after:

 
All those pieces of paper were little jobs to do, that’s what takes the time eh.  Don’t you find things feel so much better when they’re organized and clean?  Your head gets less messy.  

I had this song on repeat while I worked.  I’ve always loved it, and if I was to ever do a remake of a song this would be the one.  And after today I have a dance ready to go, too.

I’m throwing myself a Blog Party November 17 at the Resevoir Lounge, 6:30 – 10ish.

What’s a Blog Party?  Well!  

It’s bringing the online world into the real one.

At first my party was very elaborate… in my head I had a 10 minute screening with all my unedited footage, launched my new video format and re-designed website, had tons of food drink sponsors, prizes and games, a real massive blowout.

Then when it hit me recently exactly how delusional that was (I’d dreamed up ‘Blog Party #10’ and this was ‘Blog Party #1’) I almost shut it all down from stress, didn’t, and tada, come have some drinks and laughs on a Tuesaday evening, the end.

Did you really need to know all that?  Probably not.  But now you do :)

Doors open at 6:30

A small screening at 7:00

Excellent jazz guy Tyler Yarema hits the stage at 9:30. 

(small aside: click here for why I chose this place)

Thanks, email anytime, and I look forward to seeing you soon!

xo

Keri

PS – there’s no need to officially RSVP, but if wanna leave a comment, send an email, @KeriCDN me on Twitter, Facebook me (Keri Cdn) whatEVER… that you’re coming that’d be helpful.  

And you’re welcome to bring whomever you like, just no douche bags kay :)

They have the best collection of Canada stuff I’ve yet to find (and as I’ve said I have zero resistance to such things).  Go too, they’re at 83 Yonge Street.

I was picking up some things for my ‘Blog Party’, and by far here’s the best thing I found, this dishcloth by Hotzee, love them.  They also made the postcard I sent George.