2007-02-26
mid 90s skate punk + an hour long bus ride through scarborough = a match made in heaven
it was a thrilling day for birdwatching at the zoo! i spotted a mating pair of downy woodpeckers, millions of black-capped chickadees and a bright red, male cardinal!
aside from the sweet ass animals, the thrill of making kids learn and smile, the edutainment and awesome gear, one of my favourite parts of volunteering is that i am completely in my element among my fellow volunteers.
firstly, i am one of the few in the entire organization that does not have grey/white hair. this fact is trumped, however, by my willingness to converse about orchids, birdwatching and occasionally hollywood's myriad inaccurate portrayals of animated wildlife with delight and zeal. we share recipes and anecdotes about children (theirs involve grandchildren, mine myself), occasionally even the love of a certain scientific publication.
kind of weird how somewhere between an awkward 13 year old boy and a weathered, elderly environmentalist lies my heart and soul. i suppose i should throw middle aged ethnic gentlemen into the mix as well. if for nothing else than the fact that they all seem to sense a special kinship with me.
in other news, i watched the oscars and have this to say: if it were in any way feasable, i would actively court to marry martin scorcese. not just in part because he looks like he is wearing one of those plastic glasses/nose/eyebrows combos.
also, ennio morricone is now not only a musical inspiration to me, but one of the most adorable old italian men i have ever seen! so classy with all that recognizing every other artist in his field for not winning. molto bene!
one more thing! due to construction and a curiously convenient need for detour, i finally got a glimpse of the secret subway station! stuff of city legend and ambiguous backdrop to seemingly countless oral hygeine commercials, i always assumed it to be littered with cat food boxes and discarded shoes or something, but it just looked especially dirty and vacant. i suppose it's another pin feather in my municipal pride hat. which definitely should not sound as gay as it does. desole.
tinteardrop at 1:03 a.m.