Friday Vancouver ROCKSTAR report

# OF ROCK STARS SPOTTED:

Two- There were two Barenaked Ladies on the plane with us.  (In case you don't know that band, they are neither naked, nor ladies.)  I didn't say hi.  I'm holding off my tradition of making a total fool of myself in front of famous people until, well, tonight possibly...

# OF TIMES WE'VE BEEN ASKED IF WE'RE IN TOWN FOR THE JUNOS:

Three.  

# OF TIMES WE'VE BEEN ASKED IF WE'RE PERFORMING:

One.  By the dude at the hotel desk who had a crazy waxed mustache.

Note:  We get asked every time we do this thing.  It makes me laugh.  They're trying to figure out if we're somebody they should make a Big Deal out of. 

# OF STRANGE ASIAN FOODS WE'VE EATEN SINCE GETTING HERE:

Lost count.  It was all very tasty but I have only a vague idea of what it was and I'm feeling very adventurous about the whole thing!

# OF STORES OPEN AT 9 AM: 

None.  This town is loooow key, man.  Cooool.

# OF EMAILS JETHRO HAS GOTTEN ON HIS iGADGET FROM OUR DAUGHTER "TRIBBLE"

Three.  She found out I went shoe shopping here without her.  

COLOUR OF MY NEW SHOES:

Hot pink, babeeeee!

COLOUR OF WEST COAST SKY:

Grey, silver, white and grey.

COLOUR OF THE GRASS:

It's green!  I forgot that grass is supposed to be green because at home in Ontario it's slimy brown, accented by crusty brown dirty snowbanks.  The trees are budding here!  Wow.

# OF TIMES I'VE TALKED TO MY AWESOME BLOGBUDDY DILLING:

Three?  Oh my gosh, she even sounds cool!  I can't wait to meet her!!!!

Now... off to the hand-shakin', free-beer-drinkin, or-durve eatin' Juno welcome reception!  Later!