The Chipman Forest Avenue School is about an hour’s walk from my house up Route 123. Guess what they’ve set up in a classroom in the back? Public access Internet.
Dimly lit. Two or three kids hanging around. High speed connections. Open 11 in the morning until 9 at night, not bad.
It’s mostly PCs but they have a few dusty old iMacs lined up in front of a chalkboard. A couple of the iMacs seem to be running System 8 of all things, but I found one that has Panther installed on it. When the computer guy clicked on the screen and the dock came up with iMovie I was so happy I almost got a boner.
“Macs are way easier for working with video,” buddy explained.
“Word. How much does it cost for a session?”
So I’ve been hitchhiking all over Route 10 for the past week-and-a-half. It’s been wonderful and horrible. But more on that later.
My friend John will be picking me up and driving me to Halifax this weekend. I’m doing sound for the last burlesque show, and A/V will be performing a little set during intermission. I just need to figure out what to wear. Come out and say hello because god knows when I’ll be able to return to Hali.