Update

Just so readers/peruesers know I have changed the settings so that anone can make whatever comment they fancy either on my writing or general opinions just about me.

Too Long

Really there are no rules to these blog thingys. Technically I can not write ever again and no rule would be broken- no one could say that I agreed to abide and did not abide (is there a word for 'did not abide'?). There is however many people that point out the simple fact that it takes awhile in between posts. For this (believe it or not) I am grateful for because it shows the obvious fact that people actually give damn what is going on in my often uneventful life. Thankfully uneventful is not a word that could surmise my life as of late. Many things have changed recently and I continue to be living in a world of turmoil- mostly evidence of my young age I believe. I have been priviliged enough to spend some time with my brothers which included a trip to a rather small Bible College where the idea of a evening shindig is to weave bacon together in a pan, stick it in the oven and presto-chango you have a party. The elder brother looked after me as we pereused Vancouver and met his possible future 'in-laws'. The last month has also seen me moving into an apartment that signifies my climbing the great social ladder of western america. The nicest apartment I have had to date it comes with a balcony and I hope to include a pool table (which I have already purchased but am having trouble fitting into the apartment building) to further my skill in a hobby I have had since I was but a wee one. Most eventfully however I returned to Saskatchewan for 10 or so days. Firstly; getting out there was posistive hell as I stood on the side of the road hitchin' in one spot for a good seven hours- worse luck I have ever encountered. The time was wonderful though and I was actualy a ltle surprised how many people I managed to reconnect with. Highlights included; jammin with the boys until the wee hours, a house party with the members of library voices, evenings spent with Jordan and Sarah (which are always strangely and wonderfully nostalgic), trivia at Bobby's, breakfast at a strangers house and most importantly being able to rest these weary eyes on familiar ones. This is not to say that it was continually happy for there was a significant loss of a friendship that has meant a lot to me over the years. Returning "home" to Hope has been good though- I managed to bring my records andmy saxophone back which I am quite happy about. Work hours are looking quite scarce and it looks like I am going to be required to pick up another job somewhere to make the proverbial ends meet. Life has settled into a suprisingly comfortable routine. Whenever that happens though- I ussualy get some rude awkening and turmoil starts all over again so until the wind blows my way I will stay here spping my tea quite contently. Thanks for readig- Nat

WOW

Can't really say anything but it- wow. I would like to think I have a rather vivid imagination and there are definitely scenarios I imagined when it comes to breaking me out of the normal day-to-day that I am sure we all encounter if not just a bit. I did not, however imagine this as even a remote option. I was doing the regular cooking on my job when before I know it am filled with a surge of warmth and happiness as I find both my brothers in my arms. It seems a common trend in my family to plan this grandiose surprises for each other. It seems that this one has topped them all (even though there is rather significant other one involving my mom and my brother- details available upon request). So the set-up story to this one is that both my younger brothers have decided to move to B.C. The younger one (Jordan) did so without telling me and has been living in Abbotsford for a month, this is of course quite cunning of him if you ask my opinion. The older, younger brother (Josh) just drove out (slowly albeit) from Nova Scotia. Of course they did not inform me of these plans because the idea was to surprise me on my birthday and oh what a surprise it was. It is not only wonderful to see family after so long of fighting the solo battle but to know that they are living close surpasses my wildest expectations. The idea that we three are close to each other and that we are able to strengthen the brotherly bonds that hasn't really been an option for years now is just wonderful. I couldn't ask for more in my life right now also considering I felt lacking in the aspect of people that actually know me in my world. While it is quite thriling and new to be around people that have jut met me for the first time it can get tiring because it is still a lot of groundwork to lay and it is nice to be able to sit back every now and then and be with someone who knows who you are. On that note I am greatly anticipating my trip to SK in the first week of November. It will be a nice step into the past- hopefully. Life still finds me a complete failure in the romantic relationships relay. Getting really fucking tierd of failing here- sometimes I know I am walking into things the wrong way but then every now and then I try my damndest to work on things to take the right steps- to love passionately and still I encounter rejection-its taking a lot of courage and ideas to keep me from waning to give up completely. Well the power is flickering off and on so I should post this before elctriity dies. Love- Nat

Post-it

Howdy cyber relations. Yours truly has spent many a days inspecting the environment and exploring new relations and joins you here to convey his data and revelations. I will refrain from disclosing endless forms of field hypothesis to you for obvious sake. Major headings/categories include new hiking adventures, progression of mandatory life 'going-ons' and new possession acquisition's. I have spent more time exploring the wildlife and forest with the friends I have made here. Have yet to spot the legendary bear but will persist into the salmon spawning season when the bear is known to descend from the summits to feast. I have moved my portable mansion ( my loveable trailer) to a campground where such facilities as electricity and showers are available to me. Every day living goes smoothly except for the occassional close proximity neighbour. I spend many hours in my four walls and have made it quite cosy and liviable. It goes without saying that there are many things still to be done but for now it is home. I am powering through the books as if they were cheap lovers and am feeling a sense of a foreign accomplishment with that. Work hours are being cut back a bit but the hope is that with winter there will be lay-offs and more hours available for me (I have been promised not to be laid-off). There is a problem with where to park my camper for the winter seeing as how the camp-ground closes in November. One of the higly persuasive influences is that there is a snooker table for sale in town for 200 and would like to acquire a apartment large enough to house such snooker table. Future holds a show (Gogol Bordello) on the 10 of the next month and also a trip back to the flat-lands in the first week of November. One needs future plans to look forward to as if they were almost some promised heaven to work towards. The value of these "heavens" is yet to be determined. Well I must depart I have to sally over to the drive-in to flip some burgers. In a emotional/nostalgic side-note I have ran into Angela a couple of times now and we have reacquainted and gotten to know the new people we have become. This is hugely different for me (as far as how I have changed) and more subtly different for her. Love is sent as much as possible through these zero's and one's -Nat

New Life

Situations don't seem to vary for me even though I find myself living in some "distant world" I still find lessons and experience to be quite the same. Maybe I need to move to India or something exotic. In a lot of ways I am jealous of Ashley who now feels the freedom to be a globetrotter. I know the value of experience of varied ways of life and maybe I am missing the opportunity that I should be enjoying. Well there is no sense on dwelling on the 'what if's', but it is nice to wonder. While I do long for different experiences that ones I am encountering are ones hat I know I like. I got to go to Vancouver for a weekend and wandered around. I acted like a homeless man and sat on street corners and watched the boot heels shine. I saw the ones with the big wigs that make my economic world turn around, I saw the ones that are pushing culture and the arts ahead until it trickles down to me and I pledge allegiance to some artist, I saw the ones that have no ambition and just want to slip into obscurity, I saw the ones that are dazzled by there own flashiness so much that they can't see past there own glare, and I enjoyed some of those things only big cities can contribute; art gallery's, chess in the park, aquarium's, and fine food. This past weekend I got to experience the thing that delivers the most of this superficial happiness to me; music. I traveled to the land where salmon's have arms and watched people pluck, hit, and vocalize. It was a wonderful long weekend full of hippies from Montreal, people from far-away lands playing peculiar instruments and of course a couple of personal favorites that brought tears to my eyes. While I am still left with the annoying feeling that I have been here before I know I enjoy them so I keep on searching for the things I know. Thanks for reading- Nat

P.S.

I apologize to inform you that I have no received a personal address from the bureaucrats that govern my action. I feel heartfelt anguish at the relying of this news. Please accept my apologies on behalf of all the proletariats universal, may we unite to create a new future full of contact information, yours sincerly Nathanael Alan Baker esquire.

Travels

I came home today after my shift at work to find that the inside of my camper was covered in sand. I live on the banks of a huge river that flows swiftly and incessantly. The wind picks up of the river and blows sand at my humble abode all day. Constant dusting seems to be necessary or maybe I should listen to Neil when he tells me that a man needs a maid. Times are well- like a Dickens novel. Last night brought friends to my camper- good wine was sipped and laughs were heard. Even though there was reason to be swept up in the moment I still could not help but feel ennui at times gone past. I was reminded of late nights in my old camper where I taught under-age boys to smoke (that's a a tip of the hat to you Sarah). Sigh- those were the days, but my own stupidity glares true because these are the days also and I sometimes I can't enjoy them because of longing. I wonder if this will disappear, will I ever actually not long for what is past.
Not a whole lot new to announce- highlights include going to Salmon Arm soon for a wonderful looking festival, and reading a significant amount, also making new friends and significant memories with them. I am sorry Jordan and Sarah that I will be missing Folk Festival- be sue to have a drink for me. I have the next couple of days off and toyed with the idea of busing back for a 12 hour period and busing back but I must be conservative with my money.I don't really know what the "future" holds but I have realized that it will be me in the future and I will keep on making the stupid mistakes I have made already- so at least I have that to rely on. Any Questions?- Nat