Super Busy Day

Friday was quite productive, though I had to work extra hours.  I finally got through my US taxes in the wee hours of the morning.  I still have a handful of the 8938 forms to fill in, but they won't impact the overall tax liability.  Indeed, I don't owe any US taxes and get some back that were withheld.  This isn't a huge surprise, but there are so many forms to fill out to get to that conclusion!  It's much more likely that I owe the CRA something, and after taking a few days off to recover, I will plunge into these as well.

I also delivered a final draft of a very long report to a client (in California).  I had promised I would get it over on Friday, and thus I had to keep working, along with some colleagues in Vancouver, long after everyone else had gone home.  I did make one weird mistake, moving the final chapter into the Appendix, but I decided that wasn't really a substantive problem, given they were still going to provide comments, so anyway that is a pretty big burden off my shoulders.

I had tried to finish up reading these George Szirtes poetry collections (and it is likely I would have finished up if I was stuck on the TTC, but I've been biking even in some less-than-ideal weather).  One issue is that Szirtes writes very long poems much of the time, so you don't have the situation where you can just flip through the pages.  (He also is quite committed to various rhyme schemes, which is a bit disconcerting.)  I had dropped in at Robarts on Wed. after a trip to the Rex.  It was just before 11, so the stacks were closing, but I was able to download some academic articles, and I turned in one of the collections.  I probably should have returned the other two.  They were due on Thurs., but there is usually a one day grace period before the fines kick in.  I had planned on reading more of them and turning them in before the Tafelmusik concert, but between taxes and report writing, I only just made it to the concert a few minutes before it started.  By the time it finished, the circulation desk was closed.  Given that I will now pay the late fee, I figured I might as well borrow them one more evening and see how far I get.

So tonight I have to try to push through these books and finish the very last of the IRS forms.

In the morning, I will need to get them signed and scanned, drop by the gym (as early as feasible) and do the main grocery shopping, though I am out almost every evening next week as well, so the grocery list will be on the short side.

Then I want to bike in to work, stopping by the Riverdale Library to pick up a book on hold.  Then I will spend a bit more time at work, then find a downtown post office open on Sat. (there is one on King near Blue Jay Way that I'll probably go to).  Assuming it isn't too late, I'll probably swing by The Well for lunch, then go up to 401 Richmond, then probably continue up to Bloor to see if I can sell off some stuff at BMV.  I may just come back to the office to crash for a while, as I have a concert at the Horseshoe that starts around 8.  I also should see about calling a bike shop and seeing if I can book a repair slot for Monday.  

Sunday should be a bit simpler, though it will be best if I can ride my bike.  I plan on getting some swimming in, then there is a concert at 2, and then there is the cold reading event starting around 7.  It is pretty important I go to this one, partly because they are reading a chunk of my script and I need to see how many actors the director has recruited and if this Fringe play is going to get off the ground or not.  I would say we will probably pull it off, but I am definitely a bit stress about it.

So no rest for the weary...  I better see if I can take a cat nap now... 

Edit (4/13): Sat. basically went the way I expected, though I left the house late and ultimately skipped lunch.  It was great to mail in US taxes four days early (not quite a record for me, but still a major accomplishment!).  I was glad that BMV bought a decent amount of stuff from me, so my bag was lighter, though they didn't want a fair bit of the poetry.  I wandered over to Seekers, but they had a huge sign saying that they were not buying anything at all, so I biked over to Robarts, though not before an upsetting period when I thought my phone was lost.  I actually went back into BMV and looked around, though it turned up totally buried at the bottom of my pannier!  I spent the late afternoon reading Szirtes in Robarts and finally dropped them off.  I had two choices: either to be early to the Hitchcock show at the Horseshoe but have the pannier (and work laptop) with me or drop that off at the office and be a bit late (for doors opening).  I chose the latter approach.  I grabbed some curry at an Indian place nearby and then went into the Horseshoe.  All the seats were taken, and I ended up leaning on this counter for pretty much close to 3.5 hours!  I'm really getting too old for this nonsense, and in particular I don't care for the Horseshoe because they have a pool table pretty close to the concert area.  I think unless there is someone that I just have to see, I will avoid it from now on.  I would say in terms of overall concert-going, it is worse than Lee's Palace!  The concert was good.  However, I don't think Robyn is mixing up the set lists very much now, unlike his solo gigs or his home shows on Bandcamp.  Here is the Toronto show, which looks identical to the Minneapolis and Chicago gigs.  (The Chicago show was at the Athenaeum, which means I could have sat down!  There were two people that collapsed during the show, so this approach to live music definitely needs to be rethought!)  Robyn is pretty lively for a guy in his 70s!  Anyway, the show didn't end until 12:15, so I got home late. 

Sunday I somehow did pull myself together.  I actually ran over to the mall and got some straggling grocery items I overlooked on Sat., and I bought a new door lock from Home Depot.  I had replaced the lock a while back, but the key needs to be pushed in so hard to unlock the door that one of these days we will break a key off in the lock.  I'm trying to do some preventive maintenance, even though I don't feel like I have a lot of free time these days.  Unfortunately, I didn't get to the pool until 12:20 when I had planned to start swimming by noon!  (I think the light rain did slow me down a bit, but the rain didn't prevent me from getting around the city, which was good.)  At least the fast swim lanes were pretty empty, and I managed to get 20 laps in.  I had planned on making it to 24 (and then 22 when I realized I had such a late start), but I also didn't want to be late for the ARC Ensemble Concert.  In the end, I had almost 20 minutes to spare, so I could have done at least two more laps.  Oh well.  It's just yet another reminder to stop trying to fit so much into each day.  After the concert, I swung by work and got a bit done, though not as much as I had hoped...  I then biked up to Queen, ate a quick meal at Ginger, then biked over to the social club where the readings happen.  Somehow it was double booked!  We waited around for a while, then went into the basement while a comedy show went on upstairs.  I wasn't thrilled about this, but the event itself was super productive.  I talked to a couple of the actors about casting people they knew, and then finally Jamie, who will be the director, showed up and said he was quite sure we could cast the show and he was going to take a bigger role in the casting.  So it looks like not only will we be going up during the Fringe, but we might have a couple of ringers (i.e. Equity or former Equity members).  Pretty outstanding turn of events!  Jamie did give me a few more notes and told me to rethink things more so there was more action and movement.  He thought the piece was far too static for a farce.  I don't love being pushed this way, but I need it, and I think the piece could really be fantastic if I make these changes and Jamie puts his secret sauce on as well.

Go Blue!

I don't usually indulge in getting worked up over college sports, though I do remember when it mattered to me in my late teens and possibly early 20s.  After that, my interest waned a lot.  Nonetheless, I was fortunate that the Michigan Wolverines were quite good at football and basketball.  1989 was one of the all-time great years, starting off by winning the Rose Bowl and then also winning the men's basketball championship!!!  (As mentioned elsewhere, I am so glad that the recruitment scandals and subsequent wiping away of the team's accomplishments didn't touch the championship title.)

Anyway, lately Michigan athletics are again on an upturn, becoming national football champions for 2023 (winning this at the Rose Bowl, no less) and just over a week ago winning the men's basketball championship.  So cool.

(And it was also cool to be a grad student at Northwestern the year they ran the table on the Big Ten and made it to the Rose Bowl, losing unfortunately.) 

I'm not even sure if I still have any U Michigan gear (or anything that fits still) whereas I have a few Northwestern shirts and a UToronto shirt and sweatshirt.  So I decided I would break down and buy a shirt to show my (very faint) school spirit.  I just ordered it.  It should look a lot like this, though without the little Jordan silhouette.  (They also had it in black, which looked cool, but this is so much better, being close to the school colors.)

It's not the best time in the world to proclaim any sort of allegiance to a US university, but I'll risk it anyway.  Most people that know me will understand, and I can't worry about people who don't know me, can I?  Perhaps the more interesting question is how many of these players, assembled from a lot of transfer schools will stick around another year.  Not that many would be my guess, and some may not even have any years of eligibility left.  They made their mark and now have dramatically improved their odds in the NBA lottery.  College sports fans (and I don't even consider myself within their ranks) can't really ask for anything more than that these days.

Spoiled Fruit (and Fringe)

While this is not such a big deal in and of itself, it shows that I am operating at much less than my best these days, surely due to a combination of spreading myself too thin, being stressed over taxes and whether I will actually be able to get my Fringe play cast in the next two weeks and just not sleeping enough (and the state of the world, which is always pretty dire).  Hopefully things will turn around, though I'm not expecting much until both Putin and Pres. Agent Orange are both underground.

Anyway, I had a meeting in Toronto's East End, so I just worked from home until the meeting.  Afterwards, I thought I might as well drop by work to get the results of an overnight run and ship them off to a junior who is processing them for me.  I also had an event at the Toronto Reference Library (though it would have been almost as easy to get there from home as from work).  I thought I should take the opportunity to take some frozen fruit I had bought and drop it off at work, but when I got to work I was so distracted by things (and randomly opened the "wrong" side of my bag) and it was still in the bag when I got to the library hours later, so I tossed it.  I'm rather fortunate that the bag of fruit didn't leak, but it was all pretty frustrating.

I was over at the library to see Yann Martel.  The event had been sold out for ages, but the previous evening I took a look and a few tickets had been returned, so I grabbed one.  That meant a long look through boxes in the basement, trying to track down a copy of Life of Pi.  While I was there, I was also looking for my copy of Zadie Smith's The Autograph Man.  I may or may not own a copy of White Teeth, but I am sure I have The Autograph Man.  (I totally forget to look for Teju Cole's Open City, since he is going to be the interviewer at a TPL event next week, and I'm almost sure he will sign books.  So I guess I will go through this whole process again.)  I haven't decided if I will go see Zadie Smith when she comes to Massey Hall.  The tickets are quite expensive for an author reading, and I am pretty sure she won't be signing anything.  But I am still taking it as a bit of a sign that if the book(s) turns up, I'll go see her.  I'm starting to wonder if I should just replace the 3 shelf book case downstairs in the storage area with a 6 shelf bookcase, as I probably could display these books and not have to go hunting all the time for them.

I'll definitely want to go into more detail about the TPL event itself, as Yann is definitely a curious character.  In the end, I bought a copy of his new book Son of Nobody and a new copy of Life of Pi for him to inscribe to my son.

I'll close out by showing the Fringe blurb I put together.  I actually took a new set of photos for the Fringe poster, which I'll start working on.  

As can be seen, I had to go with the actors that have committed so far, though apparently in the on-line version, I can keep adding names.  The dates and times (over at Alumnae Theatre) are actually really good, and I certainly hope that helps me sign up the remaining actors!  More on this soon, I promise!

Finished (Almost) with First Pass on (US) Taxes

It really has crept up on me, but US taxes are due in just over a week.  What makes it particularly challenging is I have a chunk of investment income that just is "foreign income."  This is relatively easy to capture on CRA forms, but not the US forms, so I have asked for some clarification.

Anyway, I was up for hours getting downloading everything, and I think I have pretty much everything except I have to clarify a large dental bill my son incurred (and which insurance wouldn't cover).  This only really matters for the CRA, so I don't have to panic about it.

Nonetheless, because investment income was higher than usual, I will have to work my way through the Canadian taxes in order to get an estimate on what I paid in order to claim this as a tax credit against my US taxes.  So that means the next few days will get a bit hairy.

I did manage to get my Fbar form filed.  While the form itself is not that complicated, getting the information together to figure it out takes forever.  For some reason, the first time through it was rejected, likely because I was using a knock-off Pdf viewer and not Adobe, so it wasn't digitally signed correctly or something like that.  But I went back through and now it has been filed successfully.  This is the one with the highest penalties for non-compliance (potentially up to 10% of the foreign assets not declared!), so it is always the first thing I submit!

And now back to the rest of the tax forms.  Sigh...

A Few Positive Events

I definitely dwell mostly on the negative side of things, and there is certainly a lot to be negative about!

But I'll list a few positive developments, though a few are minor indeed.

I have had a few abstracts accepted to conferences recently.  It's nice to know I haven't lost my touch, even though I don't really have enough time allocated to this sort of thing at work, which means tackling it in the evenings, along with all the other things I am trying to juggle.

While I seem to be missing a lot of the Sun Ra music that I have downloaded or ripped in the last year or so, I did come across a folder of 8 albums and I have another 2 on another hard drive.  I know I have far more than that, so, hopefully, I will come across that fairly soon.

I have been filling in some gaps in my jazz collection.  For some reason I am interested in relatively early 1950s jazz from France.  Recently I picked up some CDs by Hubert Fol and Guy Lafitte.  I also managed to locate a re-issue of a rare LP called Jazz Boom No 1.  

I had assumed I had ripped this previously, but that doesn't seem to be the case, so I just ripped it now, which greatly increases the odds I can listen to it while at work!  I'm partway through ripping 2 box sets from Vogue records, and in a few cases trying to track down some of the sessions that weren't issued in the box sets.

I actually have quite a long ways to go with the ripping, and I probably should try to finish ripping several classical box sets I have lying around, but before too long, I would like to re-rip the Jazz in Paris box set.  (I ripped it back around 2005, but at a fairly lossy level, and I don't think I even captured song titles or the key performers.)

Between the original box and a bunch of follow-up re-issues, there are something like 120 CDs involved, which will clearly mean going to get another hard drive to back things up properly in multiple locations!  I have no idea what I paid for the set, though likely around $250.  I see the few complete sets on the market are running close to $2000!

We had quite a rain storm in the early evening, though it was just about done raining by the time the movie (The Dead Zone) ended.  The streets were, in fact, flooded, and I was very glad that our basement was fine, as I was half-expecting water to be seeping in.  

The last thing that has gone better than expected is that our dehumidifier in the basement had stopped working because the filter was jammed up with lint (and cat hair).  I cleaned this off and put it back together, but it wouldn't run.  I tried all kinds of resetting buttons and even just leaving it off for a day to let it cycle back to normal, but nothing worked.  I was very close to calling a repair man for a quote (though realizing it was probably just as cheap to buy a new one!), when it started working again spontaneously.  It's been running ok for a week now, and hopefully we won't have any other issues for a while.  It's certainly unusual for an appliance like that to self-repair, but it was definitely good news for me.

Bubblings of Trouble

While I am definitely getting a bit nervous about various things, most notably whether I can actually participate in Fringe (as I'll get to in a moment), the weather is improving and my mood is lifting at least a bit. It was a long tough winter, particularly all of Jan.  But the weather was great on Monday and I biked a fair bit.  I did skip out on going to the gym, mostly because I stayed at work a bit longer than expected, I did so much biking over the weekend, and I am just generally depressed about things going on at home (to say nothing of the Orange One’s global tantrums).

Working backwards from that, Sunday was pretty good.  I managed to get in 16 or so laps at Jimmie Simpson, then had to bike to Little Italy.  I made it in 35 minutes, which was pretty good.  I was a bit early, though the bar at the Monarch Tavern wasn't open before the show and the line at intermission was moving so slowly.  Fortunately, the play itself – Galatea by John Lyly – is fairly short, and we were done around 4:30, even with the extra long intermission.  It is a weird play, with two young maidens, both disguised as young men, falling in love. Then at the end, the goddess Venus says she'll change one of them into a male, so they can marry (naturally), but they won't know who is transformed until they get to the church door!  So wild.

I had really wanted to rope in Steven Ho into my Fringe play (as Jasper), but he is directing another Fringe show, which rules him out.  I approached an older actor (with ties to Video Cabaret and their history plays) who might make a solid Frederick, and he said he would email and I would get him the script, but radio silence. I suspect he has decided he is not free during Fringe, but still it would be nice to hear directly and not just be ghosted.

I am getting very antsy at this point, and I am starting to wonder if I will have to pull the plug. I guess I’ll email Jamie over the weekend and try to have him put out a casting call, as this is just getting ridiculous…

After this, I was quite hungry, and I had planned to grab an eggplant Parmesan sandwich next door, but that restaurant closed permanently, which is a real shame.  The other Italian place across the street is nowhere near as good, so I biked off in search of an early dinner.  I found a pretty decent Thai place on College, though the service there was also slow.  I was definitely getting worried, but I biked hard and made it to the Paradise to see Foxy Brown (a notorious Blaxploitation film starring Pam Grier) with about 5 minutes to spare.  All I can say is they would never get away with this today, though the fashions were pretty great and over the top.  Then I biked home, so I was a bit worn out.

Sat. was considerably simpler.  I put in a fairly solid workout at the gym and brought home the groceries.  I then biked across on Dundas to the TMU Image Centre.  They have a good exhibit on early photos from Magnum Photos, which runs through this Saturday.  I went over to 401 Richmond and briefly dropped in at a couple of galleries.  It was already 5 by this point.  I then went over to The Well.  As my bag was pretty full, I just ate there rather than carrying it off anywhere.  Then I dropped in at work for an hour or so, trying to compile all the tax info, particularly the donations I made last year, as tax season is sneaking up on me!  (Especially my US taxes!)  Then I saw a TSO concert where Joshua Bell played Bruch's Violin Concerto and also conducted the orchestra.  Not only the Bruch, but Beethoven's 7th Symphony.  Then I went back to the office for about three more hours and tried to download all the account info I will need to do my taxes, though I didn't actually start in on them.  Then I finally went home.

Ok, I have to get at least some rest now…

Cutting Things Too Close (Yet Again)

Always a constant problem with me, as I just try to fit too much in.  And it is a weird time when I've done a bit of biking, so have reset my mental clock to remember how much of the city I can cover on a bike -- but then not being able to bike and being stuck on the TTC instead.

This was definitely an issue last Sunday when I didn't have much on the calendar except for a Mooredale concert at 3:15.  I did some work and tried to get caught up on a few things and didn't make it to Jimmie Simpson until just after 1.  I had really thought I would swim 30+ laps, but in the end I was really struggling to get about 25, and it took me pretty close to 50 minutes.  Then there were quite a few delays on the TTC, and of course they had closed down Line 1 (when I really needed to get to the Museum stop!), so I literally ran from St. George to Walter Hall and made it with only 3 minutes to spare before the concert.  So frustrating.  The concert was fine though.

I had to drop off stuff at St. Mike's, so I did that after the concert, then walked back across Queen's Park to Robarts and dropped off the other Buñuel DVDs and did a small bit of research.  Then I decided to head over to BMV (though I didn't have anything with me to sell).  Once again, I cut things too close (and didn't have time to grab food), and I made it to Carlton Cinema as the trailers were rolling.  I was there to see Project Hail Mary.  On the whole I enjoyed this, but the faster-than-light travel really grated at me, particularly when the author wants to be so serious about the science behind his anthrophages, etc.  Most fans of the book are totally devastated that this isn't The Martian Pt. 2 with the whole movie spent on scientific experiments etc., but that just seems like it would have been intolerable.  They also didn't like that the main administrator wasn't the all-powerful pan-governmental agent who nukes the Antarctic in the book but not in the movie.  I think that was a change for the better.  Anyway, not really a hard science fiction movie, which was fine by me.

Tonight I will be facing the same sort of thing, and again the weather is just not right for cycling (too cold this morning).  I am off to the Jazz Bistro to see Kirk MacDonald and Pat LeBarbara play, but I am probably going to run off to the Paradise right after work, and I may end up regretting it, esp. if the TTC does not behave.  (It was quite bad last night, where a "medical emergency" at Castle Frank shut down St. George to Broadway yet again, and I waited around for a while, finally giving up and heading south to catch the streetcar.  It was only when I got to Museum that they said service had resumed!  Then the Carlton streetcar I was on decided to go down to Queen for some reason, so not good at all.  I was also extremely frustrated that my camera battery had died on me and spoiled some of the video and photos I was trying to take.  I think I needed only 5 more minutes of battery!  So overall not a great night.*)  I do hope tonight goes a bit better.

Edit (03/28): Last night actually worked out surprisingly well.  I made it to the Paradise and saw Petzold's Miroirs No 3, which I enjoyed, and then I ran back downtown to see Pat LeBarbara and Kirk MacDonald (and Neil Swainson!) doing their annual tribute to John Coltrane.  This is the first year it's ever been at the Jazz Bistro, but I certainly hope it goes back to the Rex next year.  It was great, and this time around my phone camera didn't break down.  After the gig, I saw a Carlton streetcar.  I actually had to run a couple of blocks, but it was not going very fast, and I managed to board it, so the trip back was surprisingly smooth.

* It really was frustrating not having a working phone while I was having these major TTC issues, and I was particularly annoyed that if Esprit had stuck to its original program (with only 1 and not 2(!) intermissions) this probably wouldn't have been nearly as much of an issue.  Also, right at the start of the viola concerto, the violist broke a string, so they had to change it and restart!  Not something you see every day, and this also pushed the concert end time even further out.