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Healing: oxygen, blood cells, coffee & matching outfits (future acts)

{Unnecessary preamble} Coffee, croissant and ukulele outside for a little bit under the pleasant cloudy skies. Yes, I am Cascadia chap. Happy to be cooling off after so hawt hoomid summer in Japan. Regrouping after hospital visit & recalibrating for the months ahead.

PS (smilin on the inside)

So, before I forget it all, let’s recap the Hospital day… Start from the morning:

OK Dave, get up, vitamins, more coffee, porridge, clothes, packet of papers, wallet and watch and off to hospital with you. Don’t forget your memo! Going to be a long day but you’re gonna get through it.

Made it through the first couple checkpoints, just ate some lunch and heading to wait for Dr number three… but let’s back it up:

Kind of Jack Kerouac vibes for the lunch with a club sandwich, apple pie and coffee in a quiet corner

TCM/Kanpo: First doctor is the traditional Chinese medicine Doctor who checks my pulses and tongue very carefully. Explain that my pulse is quite strong despite me feeling incredibly weak, tired, spun out etc. which is indicative of my body “trying” – but he explained to me very carefully that I have to ‘Shut it down and rest’ for several months. He went on to say that at their clinic, they deal with MECFS and long Covid patients consistently and somebodys aren’t really “pushing back” and I am but need to give time. I asked him about putting on my usual Christmas party and he says “if you can make it very simple then OK…” (Above done in Japanese but you get the point).

He also inspects my abdomen with palpitations (is that the right word?) which is generally a weak point for my wonderful delicate body with a colorful history from Giardia to appendectomies and many points in between, and again, was pleased to see strength and function in this region.

He re-upped my “usual retinue” of powdered traditional Chinese medicine packets – four kinds are used at different times of the day and two more to be used situationally (for times of excess tension and headaches).

Made sure to thank him again for taking the time to truly inspect me, adjust medications and treat me with dignity and respect.

Inputs: Next was heading up to hematology or something department where I get a comically huge syringe with a cocktail of medicines and vitamins injected into the reliable vein in the crook of my left elbow. Laughed with the nurse that her lavender latex gloves matched my shirt and then I showed her my also matching socks so we had a chuckle part 2.

Little things like this make the day go so much easier. All of the staff are incredibly precise with their routines – double checking my name, birthdate, allergies to alcohol and latex etc. even though I am well, very easy to spot and remember in the hospital. I joked that next time I visit the hospital, let’s do the light blue gloves and I’ll wear the outfit to match.

Logistics: I should mention about the check-in process which my darling wife used to assist me with as it’s done with a special card into a special machine which prints out a special paper with special numbers that break down your itineraries for the day, but like a trooper, I completed the task on my own with only mild bewilderment.

In this case, started with three checkpoints which turned into six as the doctors adjust on-the-fly when other treatments can be added (in this case the blood panel, oxygen and blood panel review).

And, to make best use of their time and to have a permanent record and, to assist the diligent clusters of medical students observing, patrolling, and learning, I always take a memo of current situation and my questions. In this case, because of the recent COVID-19 infection and feeling incredibly depleted and a bit scared through it all, I had a few specific questions & paths of inquiry.

The doctors pay close attention to this notes and are rather appreciative rather than annoyed. (Folks who have experienced medical care in some certain countries will really grok the goodness as some doctors take offense to the patient – you know, you – actually asking questions and wanting to participate in the medical care. /rant

[brain imaging: Interrupting myself to remind to better explain the brain imaging scans from previous visit as there was some inquiries… I’m not all that clever except to say that it showed a lack of blood flow to the front of my brain (frontal cortex or whatever which controls executive function), I’m not sure whether it was an MRI or a CT or something else because it didn’t make those horrible noises, yes there was an injection to show contrast in the scan but I don’t know what the magic potion was.

The results were delivered to an app on my phone [as are all my other test results and all the information about upcoming appointments and so on. Also, payments/insurance information is somehow contained within this app. The app is all in Japanese and my reading and writing skills are well, underwhelming and there’s no onboard translation scheme so I just kind of muddle through / onwards!]

Outputs: Dr. 3 also becomes checkpoint 5 after going to back to floor 2 – but this time to the “output blood” department rather than the “input” department mentioned earlier for checkpoint 4, for 6 blood vial draws // nurse was incredibly skilled switching vials one-handed while holding the spike in with the other hand. Precise, confident and swift – and again, double checked name, birthdate, allergies…

and now some kind of oxygen “something something don’t quite understand yet” which will be checkpoint 5 #whew you with me? Let’s take a break.

{this ^^ dispatch is coming from a quiet corner with unscheduled brewed coffee vending break // these machines always remind me of some 70s cop show when the hard boil detective is waiting out a late night shift at the morgue drinking Styrofoam cup coffee… Yes I have that active of an imagination

Oxygen / briefly: Explained the “new/different kind” of headaches I’m experiencing to Doctor who suggested could be “cluster headaches” (unsurprisingly, i experience a whole smorgasbord of headache types) so tried 15 minutes of oxygen – was huge relief and pleasing moments of calm. Want more and will explore getting oxygen for home use. {This was not like a “CPAP” just a simple oxygen mask on my face while chilling on the bed with handy eyemask.}

Stats: After oxygen, the blood test results were already analyzed and delivered so back to the Doctor 3 (infectious disease specialist) who reviewed several of the critical things we were looking for, specifically about white blood cell count (which was above range which in my case is a good sign as it shows my body is diligently fighting the viruses as often times, the white blood cells will just “give up” with an over-clocked immune system (pardon my lack of technical medical language here).

Also checked thyroid function which was all within range (four different levels) and cortisol (also within range). Checks for Epstein-Barr virus were not instantaneous but two pages of results delivered and under an hour // of course all in Japanese and not all of it is easy to colloquially translate yet somehow, felt pretty good about it all. Oh yeah, my cholesterol is ridiculously high which it always has been even when I was a skinny active vegetarian (I am none of these things now). #shrug

Translation: {If someone is really eager to try J>E translating medical terms, I don’t mind sharing this highly personal information publicly because like, “what’s gonna happen? I get more information?” And no, machine translation isn’t necessarily a great fit for this kind of project.}

Art: By the way, there are several restaurants in the hospital i hit up. The other day, while enjoying a club sandwich, apple pie and coffee, noticed some great framed albums / also rotating art exhibit on the wall. Yes this is at a hospital.

Winding down: my usual routine after the checkpoints is to roll by the payment desk and show my app (if you’re curious about Japanese national medical insurance, basically, a significant percentage is covered by the plan and depending on your income situation, you pay some kind of “co-pay” (for lack of a better word) but the amount honestly is some times rather just nominal like a few dollars equivalent).

Anyway, the magical app is connected to a bank account or credit card or something and I just sort of stumble up to the desk, show the paper dispensed from the robot at the beginning of the whole visit and show my app and do my best to smile through my mask because at this point I’m completely deliriously exhausted.

In this case, was there from 10:30 till about 16:00 – sure a long day by my standards but incredibly efficient considering everything done. {In previous countries in which I received medical care, this would’ve been many days worth of appointments scattered at different clinics, labs and hospitals so I am Very grateful}.

Anyhow, then go to the pharmacy where they scan the super-dense QR codes on the prescription sheets given by the doctors and in the past, I would tote the bags home in the van with darling wife but now that I’m rolling solo, instead they courier the medicines over a couple days later after doing a video call to review any changes. The pharmacist realize that I’m not really capable – basically nonverbal – when I drop off the ‘scrips so they wait till the next day to call.

For example: for some medications which I am trying out, they will not package in the little packets in case the med not a good fit for me so I can put it aside. Does that make sense? Anyway they double check everything via video call and then on another app, push a button and payment done. Again, some percentage paid by us, the majority paid by national insurance scheme.

Afterwards, I usually go to “Liberal” kissaten for a quiet meal/coffee, look at books or sometimes scribble postcards but by the time I finished this time, they were closed so instead walked over to an embedded convenience konbini store – as it was so late in the day, darling wife was picking up adorable son from school and they swung by and grabbed me saving me the close to rush hour bus ride (which may have been the factor for previous infection anyway).

This is where I sat and waited for pick up. Since I had a photo of it, I put it here. This is the front of the hospital where the taxis and buses roll through.

I bought them some snacks at the konbini so we rolled home together eating onigiri and egg salad sandwiches with the crusts cut off with my favorite duo.

Not a doctor, duh: Realizing above doesn’t give too much heavy duty medical jibber jabber but maybe I’ll get courageous and productive enough to share the blood test levels… I don’t know, is that a good idea? And hopefully the info about oxygen is informative to other patients and the whole daily routine is of some interest and usefulness.

Please remind me to go slow for several months.

Bonus: so much research, conversation and awareness about this ridic illness so a couple dispatches stashed here so I can find again. Dig if you’re curious:

Oh my goodness, this is all about me ^^

Addendum / dreams:

Next day: Well, folded a bit of laundry, changed the sheets and pillowcases, made tea. And now back in bed.

“Tiny steps” and rest are the requirements but my goodness, I want to write a novel, record an album, send 100s of postcards, and make a video of doing all of the above.

And yes, should not be sharing any of this but honestly, i’m increasingly mentally fragile, exhausted, bewildered, frustrated but still somehow so grateful “this version of my life” found me and convinced i still have a 4th, 5th, 6th “act” in me. F. Scott Fitzgerald was wrong.

Keeping it together my friends, a topsy-turvy stretch but I am still moving forward and letting myself dream big, ergo:

I am always writing “something” – lyrics, freeverse, diaries, shaking out the negative thoughts into slightly vindictive words (yes yes i know), usually in notebooks but sometimes in apps or files i forget, sometimes print & put on the fridge.

Peace from the hospital for all of us, especially you (note Linda Lindas pin)

While I am here, just saying my “dream” for the next 5+ years is to nurture community in my neighborhood with an arts/games/learning/music/coffee space and welcome more guests – both foreign and domestic – to hang out in 土田 since hard for me to get elsewhere.

Post’d: un/usual batch of postcards

“Family photo” of cards off on their adventures

I’m pretty sure I had something clever and new to say about this batch of postcards but basically it’s the same as always: various countries, cities, friends I know, correspondents I don’t… Some postcards are my originals, others are “vintage“ selected for various insider nuance and amusement.

There was a staff rotation and Shinigoze post office which kind of messed up my whole routine where they automatically know that I want the cutest stamps and will have all kinds of strange requests and not normal postage items. Nevertheless, we persevered.

Some “Daveo standard issue“ selections

Unfortunately, no ¥70 stamps on site (the rate for international postcards) so I had to squeeze ¥63 and a ¥7 on back of each, kind of messing up my whole design layout but that might distract from my struggling handwriting as I seem to really be limited in fine motor skills.

Wait, I feel like I’ve explained all of this before, did I already post this? I’m so confused

Anyway I should give a hashmark #postcards because that’s gonna make this more interesting.

I hope one of these for you.

Where they come from, where they are going

xo dvo/uw

A summary of everything I write about

BC Invasion trip / energy vs expectations and plans #driBC

Feeling a little bit antsy and in a tizzy about all the plans and options for upcoming “BC Invasion trip [April 11 ~ May 25] to Vancouver & Victoria etc areas. #driBC

So, first I’m very grateful for everyone’s participation & interest and for simply remembering me after i disappeared with illness and other life conundrums.

Keeping Expectations Balanced with Priorities

Next, extending a warm invitation to come meet us at various parks and gardens where we’ll be with a picnic blanket and a thermos of coffee at checkpoints in:

  • Langley/Surrey: current til April 19
  • West End / DT Vancouver: April 19 ~ 25
  • Metchosin: April 25 ~ 29
  • Victoria / Oak Bay: April 29 ~ May 3
  • Pender Isle (Woods & Sparrow): May 3 ~ 10
  • Fairview / Kits: May 10 ~ 12
  • North Van / Lynn Valley: May 12 ~ 17
  • Langley / Surrey: May 17 ~ 25
  • Home to Tsuchida Cottage: May 25/26

“Main point” of the trip is for my darling wife and adorable son to meet family as well as to reconnect with hugs and gifts with so many of you wonders.

Especially eager to meet kids for Ichiro to hang with at wonderful playground. Also, so grateful for recent friends coming to visit and participating in our life.

My big concern is “crashing” with this illness which puts me out of action for days/weeks. Good news is: doing the best i have in years thanks to some recent treatment protocols and modalities.

PS great article in The Atlantic about #MECFS

I’m doing my best but/and if we can’t meet, no big deal – its complicated and folks have lives/jobs etc, please come to Japan! A safe, efficient, interesting, amusing, and somewhat affordable destination where we will be happy to welcome you with tea and goats.

Very eager to avoid micro-planning on phone robot and dealing with the social media diaspora if you know what i mean. Oh, there’s a GDoc, hit me up if you want access.

Fondly, from Tsuchida Cottage

dvo + ryoko and ichiro

us at the goat farm… heading your way

Cartagena to Carolinas (notes from a dream) + ramen vending, octopus slides #diary

It’s March, and I’m so tired. But I was tired and February too so I guess nothing’s changed :) but hey, April is going to be a beauty

This is not a postcard, it’s a cassette tape but hey, it might be traveling from Cartagena to the Carolinas or maybe just to Japan ++ there is a minor chance that the typed liner notes don’t match the actual contents (i started this project before holidays and ended up with a bunch of scattered sheets of different tracklists so I hope I matched the right one up)

Went out for medical treatment today (seitai), had a lovely chat with 2 elder ladies also waiting in tatami mat room clinic, also scribbled some postcards.

Wife and kiddo went for lunch and afterwards, we all went to the park. I sat on the bench.

Now resting in bed.

Noting postcards are mostly for folks who are having a rough time with health challenges themselves. I know how much it means to me when I get a note in the post wormhole so I try to always remember to share a piece of magic paper with a specific thrifty sticker on it with others

I think postal mail c/should be made as though they were generational artifacts. This is not required, just a thought I like to think.

So much fun dropping off letters with the kiddo. Chance to talk about where the letters/cards are going, who the recipient is, and why you’re sending. Geography, communications, empathy, friendship… All in one lesson <3

[Update} Gosh, craziest dreams last night… So vivid and all over the place.

Hit up seitai again and holy smokes… That fccked up vertebrae (lumbar number two) is finally starting to move after a couple years of working around it and today my entire nervous system is buzzing with electricity. Going from my left second toe tracing lines up through my shoulder blade into the back of my skull

Completely wild, I’m trying to lay still but feel like I got jumper cables attached

Just needed to tell someone in case I levitate and float up to outer space


I guess thoughts of passing of a friend combined with seitai treatment, changing of seasons, + medications all cooked up a perfect stew of mental chaos (plus lingering anxiety of leaving in Japan for a trip)

Scenes in Cartegena & Carolinas, various cargo transport airplanes, clues hidden in a smuggled menus, hitchhiking in Spain & meeting up with a band who were partying hard before doing a show at 4 AM at a festival a long way away. Nothing I haven’t done before but still… collaged

Ergo: *finally* getting some L2 nerve compression released after decades of doctors saying “oh it’s nothing, here’s some painkillers” Neural synapses reconnecting is a completely psychedelic & exhausting experience. However i am unable to explain this to my doctor (esp in Japanese)


A picture of the cottage and the tool shed and carport snapped to explain where the solar panels will go but for now… it’s just a picture of the cottage, the tool shed and the car port

Other dis-intermediated maybe semi-related but probably not notes:

Indeed, we’re not “standing on the shoulders of giants” were “leaning against normal sized humans” - like *us* who have just done other things similar before us… Reminds me of cultures passing from shiitake log to shiitake log as they’re leaned up against each other in the woods

(life in Japan is a constant barrage of “wait what? Seriously, they can do that?”)

Just on this day we’d gone to a park with an octopus slide, a medical treatment in a tatami room, a 7-11 for ¥900 lunch/world tour of food, stopped at a bakery that looked like was airdropped in from provincial France… while listening to Wes Anderson’s Isle of dogs soundtrack.


Today saw an oddly placed ramen & gyoza vending machine. no idea how it works nor why *here*
From the van window. We called the van Agnes. Shall I post a zoomed in shot? OK.
No, I do not know how this works and I would investigate but the placement is very strange and inconvenient. So we go on

Forging Passports, so to speak (“life during wartime”)

Just remixing some passports from Romania and Albania.

Remixing expired passports from Romania and Albania into “dossiers of mystery and tactical intrigue” complete with endorsements, visas, assignments, sightings, safe houses, maps, aliases, poetry, ephemera, snippets, stamps – both ink and postal – musings, memos, codes, secrets.

Completely usual behavior – carry on with your diligent efforts.

Checkpoints include: Sri Lanka, Nepal, Diego Garcia, Vatican, Athens, Kyoto… etc + green beavers and diligent dogs

Continue reading Forging Passports, so to speak (“life during wartime”)

Diary: specs, tea, cards & usual annotations from the fog

Everything old was new again / same as it ever was, same as it never was.

Various annotations Nov. 25~27ish

Glasses: my super cool vintage clubman glasses are broken after some roughhousing with kid (and also from being old) / back up pair gives headaches & delicate. This means, going to spectacle shopping again. Yes, I’ve spent approximately 14% of my lifetime earnings on glasses.

these old soldiers, purchased in Guam 1994 with brand-new “transitions” tech, re=fitted last year but alas, the frames too fatigued and broken twice

My back-up pair (purchased in Victoria) never quite dialed in with lenses maybe because wide-ish and so my don’t call me lazy left eye is always pulling to the side ?? the frames were bought with insurance meaning came from the “b-pile” and are flimsy :(

currently wearing these specs, just not *great* though (i am the one on the left)

Circumnavigation: Progress on my poetry book project has kind of stalled out due to some logistical complications of broken spectacles. That said, I did a tremendous amount of work getting a new routine going for transcriptions and definitely have a foundation laid as I’ve sorted out my concept.

current work bench set-up for poetry book project

Visitor: And, hey! we have our first foreign tourist guest coming tomorrow since the “before times“ (we had another international guest but technically on a business visa).

So, i’ll take bus into city to meet up > streetcar to lunch with a view of the castle > coffee in the park > bus back to the house, wife will probably make tea, check out barn studio ++ make a woodstove fire nabe (stew) pot with duck meat. Mac the goat farmer & in-laws will join the festive board.

more sundry tasks of late:

  • new orthotic inserts for shoes, great!
  • made chicken stock from beauty beer can roast chicken
  • ordered new year cards and stamps
  • IV “cocktail” infusion
  • brought in firewood
  • called a friend

Further details

Specs: Ordered new glasses from a very specialized optometrist with a store started by his great grandfather in the 1800s, yes, 130 years ago. Also had an interesting assortment of clocks/watches and a Yamaha hi-fi similar vintage to mine. Head spinning from all the eye tests. Now home in bed resting.

Ole Eye guy put me through extensive battery of tests. Optometrist, ophthalmologist, opticians etc. are always fascinated/amused/amazed by my eyes. Left eye w/ astigmatism and surgery, is my weak eye but also dominant. Eyes constantly switch back-&-forth but never work in tandem.

a variety of uninspiring frames but fortunately i have a “face for glasses” so will work it out

Selection of frames was certainly * not fantastic* but over 50 years of doing this, I’m good at sorting through and finding something unique, utilitarian and features my pretty face rather than specs. Also smart enough to know chasing around to different stores is fools errand.

previous time spec shopping – didn’t buy any of these and instead retro-fitted olden set, sharing to show my consistency with documenting process

PS grew up wearing “executive bifocals” with heavy glass lenses with straight across lines like maybe your grandpa rocked. As such, I truly celebrate all advancements in optical technology. Lenses are so much lighter and thinner now. But still hard getting “centerpoint” dialed in

#daveo50 ~ 1972 / Lansing, Michigan

Have a week to wait for manufacture (incredible variety of coatings, filters and customizations possible now, not to mention the thinness of the lenses!) and then these two will retire to the crate of disused soldiers. Sigh. $10000s spent on finicky eyes. Skimping is unwise.

My prescription is really weird so lenses always come in at waaaay too much + due to the changing nature of my eyes, usually have to swap out every two or three years :( I “joke“ that I bought boats for optometrists & paid for orthodontists for the children of ophthalmologists.

i used to donate old glasses until the opticians & eye doctors told me “don’t bother, nobody is going to be able to use these, nobody” / maybe eventually will make a spectacle spinning mobile.

Park and Trucks (and cheese): While I was doing my thing at the old-timey optical, my darlings hit up a park for a session & a snack.

Now one of them is snoring next to me :)

Tea ceremony: In another topic, my darling wife went to a special ceremony tea today // she was the only one they are under probably 70 years old… They all adore her for carrying on the tradition of making tea, rocking kimono etc. She came home with all sorts of treats including yuzu miso(!)

my tea teacher

this little selfie snapshot hardly does her justice but I just love that she keeps me in the loop with her activities when she’s out and about.

Oh here is wagashi:

yes, wagashi “sweets’ at tea ceremony. plating is important

She’s gonna host her own tea ceremony here at the house this month… I really look forward to her doing more in the future… {Now if we can just get that land and make our own tea house & garden hmmm}

I also told preschool wanna be Santa Claus again this year but have to make a few changes. Last year was lots of loud music, bright lights as well as 1-on-1 interaction with the kids which basically gave me a virus salad that laid me out for a month and a half. :( #delicate

Letters: Two absolutely fantastic and heart-touching pieces of mail today from domestic correspondents, yep, from inside dear Japan archipelago from folks “met” here on beleaguered Twtr. Just read both and a little bit spun out by the thoughtfulness and candidness.

New Year Cards: In a sorta semi-related topic: going to try to keep nengajyo / New Year’s cards to 100 domestic and 100 international this year. Ordering the “special magic number“ ¥63 stamps for domestic + ¥70 stamps for international as post office doesn’t generally have sufficient stock.

2021 Insta-Lindas New Year card

Anyhow, I’ve ordered the New Year’s cards and really looking forward to sharing with you.

2020 Time Traveler New Year card

The “usual“ in that there’s fantastically cute picture on the front and quirky poetry and stamp art on the back / but you know, sort of different, I guess :-) the thing that’s different this year is did them all digital and outsourced printing. previous years made all analog and printed at home running through cartridges and making extra complicated this year is a tiny bit more clip arty but will all be hand-addressed/finished w/ <3

New Years Greetings / 2019 + Reiwa 2

The previous “Linda Lindas/Insta“ and “Time Travelers“ and *pink collage* were pretty solid. I hope it makes its way to your refrigerator with a very nice magnet.

The photo we are using this year has been circulated before but was just too good to pass up the chance for a print run with it :-) #hint

Lit mags: Annnnnd I finally received the poster for my Paris Review subscription (which i bought instead of renewing NHL live :)) / glad it was properly shipped in a tube as well

paris review poster (need to find a quality poster frame plan as i have a lot of posters)

I really love getting high-quality print magazines in the mail. Alas, the postage to Japan often makes us a little bit expensive for a pensioner like me but still…

As for Ichiro: 29 months old now, really understanding he’s learning “two codes“ with a different languages/ we’re reading Tintin books (among many others) and in the bath he asks me to do voices for Snowy, Tintin and Captain Haddock (“Blistering barnacles! Thundering typhoons!“)

my lil superstar, at the optical, wondering when he gets specs
Easier: Nov 26

Dear Wonders,

Caught up dishes and laundry, and took out compost.

Plus had a pleasant phone conversation and transcribed one draft poem.

Now resting in bed eating a dried persimmon.

“Things are gonna get easier…“

Ty, dvo
For you & me “Ooh Child”

Bonus:

Transcribing Poetry Diaries in Kura (ambient video w/ tunes)

Monday morning-ish, getting head spinning fluidly by riffing with ya

Just transcribing poetry notebooks, journals, diaries, and so on on a “typewriter-style” computer input device (a gift from Dome Wonderland) and date-stamping pages when done sometimes, while listening to The Matinée’s new album in kura barn studio in provincial Japan – sometimes squinting, something showing the notebooks (trying to maintain momentum).

Poorly lit, no narration, mediocre posture – working on poetry/musings book: “Circumnavigation, of Sorts” Nov. 2022, Tsuchida, Japan. That’s the full real deal.

Bonus: Circumnavigation, of Sorts “Postcard from Gravelly Beach” pod

“Space out & look at notebooks” (to maintain momentum on poetry book)

Monday morning-ish, getting head spinning fluidly by riffing with ya

Working on establishing rhythm / maintaining momentum by not overthinking + rocking a routine (incense, meditation, tea, lighting, music) and staying on course by writing mantras, keeping great books (both form and content) at hand (Gord Downie, Jack Micheline, Larry Harper, Jason Emde, Isabella Mori, Jack Kerouac), recalling the importance of exploring new forms (recalling REM’s Fables of the Reconstruction), flashback to Grateful Dead, Eugene 1990, and remembering why i am doing this (for Stanley, for Me, for Pals / you) – not like anyone else is obliging me right? – whilst in the Kura barn studio, working on poetry/musings book: “Circumnavigation, of Sorts” Nov. 2022, Tsuchida, Japan.

Memento: Reggie Watts and “Hootsuite Guys” / Tectoria, 2012

Memento: Reggie Watts and “Hootsuite Guys” / Tectoria, 2012

The early days of Hootsuite was a wild barrage of excitement and activities including a lot of semi-related speaking gigs which were on “my own time” but often relating to experience gained while doing start-up companies including this particular social media software project.

In this example, my co-conspirator and fellow vice president (me community, and him business development) Greg Gunn went back to Greg’s hometown of Victoria, BC (where i later lived for a bit) for a “Experience Tectoria” event which ran in tandem with the fantastic Rifflandia festival (for which we received VIP passes and a fancy hotel).

We did a Keynote on a Boat at Experience Tectoria (spiel with orcas and beers) – Roundup in the lovely harbour with “12 pieces of wisdom” learned from doing this and other start-ups. It was one of the funniest and most fun speaking gigs ever and, was interrupted as a pod of orca whales (seriously) was breaching off the side of the boat, so we could pause to see the grandeur.

There was abundant food and beer on offer during the talk, and at the end I was given a case of “bomber” bottles which, shockingly and only time ever, I had to decline as I had an opportunity to rush over to the music festival to catch my buddy Dan Mangan perform – at the time a rising star, now a solid presence, Juno-award winner and a start up founder himself.

As part of the programming, Reggie Watts also performed and had a chance to hang out with him for a “session” plus Wayne Coyne from The Flaming Lips came to check out the event (but sadly wasn’t at our talk – though i did say hello and later rocked out to his band’s stellar outdoor performance) – I also judged a start-up pitch panel, choosing a winner and went on to be at on their advisory board (Kiind / Giftbit).

Audio: Some years afterwards, some video clips surfaced, I extracted some audio, cleaned it up and released for educational use as Keynote Aboard a Boat.

PS Goes without saying neither Greg nor I are with Hootsuite anymore.