Pet Peeve of Mine...

When I forget to close brackets in MSN coversations.

The Return of my 90s Crushes

Pre-writers strike, I started noting a couple of shows that starred some of my favourites from the 90s. It's nice to see them getting some work.

Oh Tim Daly! Once you were the Sense to Steven Weber's Sensibility as Joe Hackett on Wings. Nice to see you play a very attractive doctor on Private Practice. Though I was never into Grey's Anatomy, its spin-off isn't horrible.

Just recently I discovered Northern Exposure reruns on the APTN channel and they are currently in the early seasons where Dr. Joel Fleishmann played by Rob Morrow was still the hot-tempered Jewish doctor from New York. This made me very happy. I caught one episode of Numb3rs strictly by accident one evening and it pleased me to see Morrow working again. However, I will not continue to watch this show; it is afterall, still a show about solving crime... with math.

Not only did David Duchovny come out from post X-Files oblivion for Showtime's Californication, but he's jumping back into X-Files fandom with a new X-Files movie. I don't have to tell you how happy this makes me.

Also, I thought of removing Gillian Anderson from that picture of Mulder and Scully, but who am I kidding? She too was a 90s crush of mine.

What's In Your Locker?

While dining with my friend Emma, we got to talking about pictures we had in our high school lockers. My locker contained the following:

Various Farside comics from a desk calendar - These pretty much tiled a good portion of the inside door of the locker. Oh Gary Larson... you think funny!

I geek; therefore, I am - I was AM a fan of The X-Files. I would pick up any entertainment rag that had Mulder and/or Scully on the cover. One photo in particular I had was this one, clipped from a magazine. Yup, that just happened! (Oh but make no mistake - I was equally a fan of Gillian Anderson)



Le pièce de résistance! - Moe's their leader :)

So kids... what was in your locker?

Things I learned from my first visit to the IHOP

1. I don't think I'm a fan of grits.
2. I don't think I'm a fan of having a plethora of loose-leaf cheese piled on top of my omelette.
3. I am a fan of butter pecan syrup.

Stoner Cats

One WonderYear Ago...

I thought about putting this on the new baking blog, but thought it best (and more personal) to share it here :)

So, I bake the cakes. I make it the hobby. And I take it the pictures. Oh, how I've grown since my first [photographed] cake:

WonderXmas 2006:
WonderXmas 2007:

Sweet Me Up!

I'm still in the process of tweeking, populating, blah blah blah, but here's my blog dedicated to baking and the like. Not much going and she's definitely not ready for her Facebook premiere but it's a start :)

Let me sweet you up with Sweet Me Up!

FINISH HIM!

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!

In the Not-Too-Distant Future...

You have got to be bloody kidding me! $268.46?!

ETA: New price 434.88

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....

Fanboy Love vs. Physics

Physics wins.

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!)

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>

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.

Frank Miller's Adam West

If Adam West and co. spoke the dialogue from Frank Miller's Dark Knight Return and Batman: Year One, might it look a little bit like this?...

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.

I <3 Kat

True or False: You Are Tricia Helfer

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

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.