Berit had errands to run all day, so I tagged along and we chatted as we zipped around town, picking stuff up, dropping stuff off, and going on a bit of a wild goose chase trying to replace her digital videocamera battery pack. We gave up after a futile trip to the Canon dealer on the outskirts of town, then paid a visit to her old workplace housed in an über-funky converted brick warehouse to borrow a semi-professional videocamera instead. I think this’ll work out better, anyhow — especially quality-wise.
“Canon art” — old camera parts from the service centre, made into a wall hanging
The memorial preparations are coming together, but there’s a lot of coordination involved and still much to do. I found the drivers for their scanner online and hooked it up to my PowerBook to scan photos of Vinny for a presentation on Saturday, pictures that span all 11 years of his life from babyhood to trips abroad. I’m still working my way through the piles, digitally editing the photos as I go along.
I finally reached my friend Claire in France, who was supposed to be here as well, but at the last minute her work schedule wouldn’t permit her to fly up for more than a couple of days at a ridiculous price for the flight. 
Oh well, we’ll have to try and meet up some other time, hopefully in the spring.
