11.12.2007

My life as a teenaged model

True story.

What started as a poster art contest turned into my fleeting 15 minutes as a teenaged model. More accurately, my 5 minutes as a Thunder Bay PSA commercial voice-over followed by 10 minutes as an Intercity Mall Holiday flyer model.




The PSA was for substance abuse… or rather, AGAINST substance abuse. It is also worth noting that because the girl who was supposed to be in said PSA commercial did not show, I was asked to step in her place.

Funny little piece of trivia: I cannot smoke to, for lack of a better term, save my life. So I had a bunch of grown-ups lighting up a cigarette and teaching me how to smoke in a parking lot (I was 16-years old).

Now how’s this for a contest: If anyone can find this PSA either online or a hard copy of it, I will supply the winner with a monthly supply of cupcakes for a year. Good luck!

11.02.2007

Alaska, eh?

Email sent to building:

Sorry for the interruption, but does anyone have any scenic b-roll shots of Northern Canada i.e. Yellowknife, Alaska?


Any help would be appreciated.


Uhhh....

10.17.2007

10.16.2007

RTotD: This joke called, it's still funny

I'm pleased to say I still find these type of jokes funny no matter what their context is:

___ called, they want their ___ back.

Also, my new favourite blog (soon to be added to the rotation)
http://quotation-marks.blogspot.com

(Thanks Kat!)

10.09.2007

Shawn

Cell phone rings <Pour Some Sugar on Me>

Hello? <silence> Hello? <silence> Hello?
Hello?
Hi.
Hey there, how are you doing?
Who is this?
Hello?
I'm sorry, I think you have the wrong number.
What's your number?
You dialed me.
You gave me your number. This is Shawn.
I'm sorry I don't think so. Who are you looking for?
Lisa.
Nope, sorry. Definitely the wrong number.
Oh? So who is this?
Michelle.
And what are you doing?
I'm just about to hang up on you. <click>

10.08.2007

Would Rembrandt really prefer his popcorn extra buttery?


PC's microwavable popcorn boxes have rendered some artworks to sport their kernels. Here's one of famed Dutch artist Rembrandt enjoying some popcorn and hockey.

9.17.2007

My Thunder Bay

This is not so much a movie review, more like a reflection. I saw Guy Maddin’s My Winnipeg at the tail end of TIFF this year. I went to this “docu-fantasia” (as the director deemed it) without knowing what to expect and not having read up much on it. So my first impression was that of seeing a college film project: a pretentious free verse poem on screen. The first part sets the tone, then the film dives into the personal history of the narrator (Maddin, himself) and blends with tidbits of the city’s past. Part of me was worried that this stylized documentary would grow tiresome 20 minutes in; it didn’t.

What it did do was remind me of my hometown: My Thunder Bay. It describes a strong and desperate need to break free from a town trying too hard and remaining so cold. The kind of town where there are urban legends that, though embarrassing and possibly bizarre, you can’t wait to tell big city folk about. One that, if anything, is a safe haven for childhood memories that can never be so easily torn down like the local hockey arena or swimming complex. Despite wanting to leave that town at a young and fiery age, you yearn to have those memories rebuilt and relived.


This is Any Town, Canada.

8.26.2007

True or False: You Are Tricia Helfer

Answer: FALSE - You are not, in fact, Tricia Helfer.

8.25.2007

The Diva and the Geek

I'm a Frosted Mini-Wheat - the kind from the 80s and not that disgustingly catchy jingle that takes place at a tropical villa.

And what do I mean by that? Well there are two sides of me. I'd like to say one is healthier over the other but both boast their share of guilty pleasure.

I decided to engage both the diva and the geek within this weekend starting with a Madonna-centric dance party called Madonnarama. What can possibly suck about that? Though the party, which took place in a dangerously-at-full-capacity building, was slotted to go til 4am, I left early (early being 2:30) without so much as hearing a peep of the following songs:
Like a Prayer
Borderline
La Isla Bonita
Open Your Heart and
Material Girl (no doubt being left as the finale)

Yet Gambler was played -- top drawer!

My apologies for the horrible quality picture, there's just so much I can ask of a camera phone:Yes, that is Darko.

The next day, I put my geek face on to attend the SFX. By the way, if you thought I'm a geek (or even if YOU'RE a geek) FALSE! There are people who reign their geekdom with a mighty staff and 12-sided dice. I'm not big on seeing celebs though Adam West was there this year which prompted me to take my room mate with me (though we were unsuccessful). I usually go just to walk and browse about the comic book artists. This year I picked up some prints from an artist named Alana Machnicki who also does a comic called Corduroy High. Might have been the colours that attracted me - or perhaps it tapped into my love for robots and ninja cats:



The only thing that can top these is one giant picture of robots fighting ninja cats... or a robot ninja cat.

8.21.2007

Umm, hi. My name is Clark Kent.

CURSED BLACK MAGICS!

Here is a collection of Superman/Superboy covers where Superman's mild mannered secret identity is jeopardized... repeatedly!

7.19.2007

The Non-Existent Blog

I was in the middle of writing this blog for the FT website (aptly called Producer's Journal) when I suddenly realized I wasn't going to publish it. So instead it finds its way here:

About over a year ago, I was asked to work on a new series’ web site and I felt oddly proud to be part of that particular project. And the new series in question? Cycle One of Canada’s Next Top Model. A year has passed, and many things have changed or rather evolved: 1) the site for Cycle Two is probably one of the sexiest I’ve seen 2) the show stepped up its game proving to be more compelling and exciting than the previous year and dare I say, previous America’s Next Top Model cycles (oh no she dinnit!) and 3) I, in no way, helped or was a part of Cycle Two’s run.

And in doing so (or rather NOT doing so) I was not included in this year’s finale party. You know how our lovely FT producers are always blogging about the hottest parties they go to and come back with lots of sexy pictures and sexier stories? Well here’s my riveting blog about the finale party I didn’t go to :)

...

And then Rebecca won.

7.05.2007

Monsieur Jacques "I'm So French"

Back from Paris and THIS is the first picture I post :)

6.18.2007

An Open Letter to the Cake Thief

I did not send this. This came from the CHUM International Marketing Manager in an email to the building titled: An open letter to the cake thief...

Hi all,

Most of you probably already know this - but when you see a really big cake, with a MuchMusic logo on it, and a lid on it, and no slices taken out of it - a virgin cake, if you will - it's probably not a great idea to take a HUGE FREAKING SLICE. Needless to say, it's put a little kink in our celebratory plans with our channel format partners.

If you see food in the 4th floor CI kitchen, leave it alone unless someone says it OK. Thanks.