The Me Of Years Gone By

Here we are in the cheap seats (across the road) attending the season opening game of the local baseball team at spacious Nat Bailey (formerly Capilano) Stadium. It's a chilly evening in the Spring of 1985, but Bill has brought along his Beatles wristwatch in order to keep us all entertained during the tedious pre-game ceremonies.

There was no real need to record this outing into the darkened surroundings of Midlothian Avenue that day. When I come across video stuff like this - misplaced amongst my boxed belongings - I often stop and wonder why 'the me of years gone by' bothered to shoot it in the first place. I'm certainly not as rabid about videotaping the world these days. I don't remember the last time I used my video camera.

But whether or not it should have been recorded for posterity, here it is anyway. Video proof of the three of us loitering around in the damp grass at the bottom of Q.E. Park a quarter of a century ago. We must have been collectively bored that night. Or I must have known how I'd eventually become the managing director/owner/operator of something called a BLOG in the far off future; and that this BLOG thingy would need to be filled up on a constant basis with little BLOG adventures of a televised sort. Just like this one.