Last night’s walk got Michael into a seat (I should say seats, lest you think I sat on his lap the entire time) at the lovely Varscona to see The Oculist’s Holiday by Stewart Lemoine. What a show! Michael and I had no preconceived idea what the story was about, but both of us for…

Sunday’s walk was once again through the neighbourhood. It was a longish walk, with three distinct pit stops. Pit stop 1: Holy Trinity Anglican Church to watch the Fringe show: John Denver: Rocky Mountain Memories. This is my third SWAK production, and the third time I’ve become a fan of a group I was indifferent…

Strolled through Fringe enroute to coffee. Had to stroll, it was a madhouse of humanity. Wandered along 82 Ave on the way home, stopped for cupcakes for tea, and candy to rot our teeth. A nice walk. The challenge today is attending a Fringe show at 10:30 p.m. I am usually asleep on the couch…

Took the 12 block walk, but added a loop through the Fringe to buy a green onion cake to share as our appetizer before dinner. Although a coolish night, the Fringe appeared to be well attended. The green onion cake was delicious.

Walked to Fringe. Watched the parade and all the crazy characters. Collected a handful of pamphlets. Had a beer, listened to intoxicated performers singing songs that they only knew the first few lines of, saw some transvestites that look a million times better than me in a dress, and then walked home. LOVE FRINGE!