Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Door Number One

It's become a little tradition of mine to make an online advent calendar.  2010 is now my third year of seeking out alternative images to countdown Chrimblomas and beyond.

So here goes...
Door Number One

I saw this image at Gallery TPW just the other day.  See I did pay attention and didn't just sniff out their cheese and nibbles at the opening.  Exhibition runs until December 4th.

Thursday, November 25, 2010


Last night was the very end of the Reel Asian gig with a big party for the volunteers.  It was tempuratastic with lots of giveaways that never seemed to stop.  I won some ninja socks which at first I mistook for gloves meant for kids with flippers.  It's like my big toe has swine flu and lives in it's very own quarantine zone away from the other little piggies.  Just the other day I mentioned that ninja was considered a bad word while I was growing up.  Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were called Teenage Mutant Hero Turtles in the UK.  I guess the people in power thought kids would green up and go on a nun chuck crime spree if you mentioned the N word.

I used to go round my friend at the end of the street's house and have "sing the theme tune" contests judged by Nanny Pam pre-American Idol/X factor.  I'm not sure I could quite hit those notes anymore.  Heroes in a Half Shell - Turtle Power! (wouldn't a whole shell just be a walnut?).

Vote for my Mo like here then like here

Tonight is the Movember gala parté.  I came to the game a little late but have had a fun time playing with my face fuzz after coming up with the pun team name Moby Schick.  I found a perfect Dick quote that mentions November and growing grim about the mouth.  Later today I'll transform my face in to a seascape with my tache as the famous albino beast.  Not being a natural blond I had help from Fuss hair studio who took the pigment out of my upper lip.  I joked about putting to foil on my whiskers but it totally worked, thanks to Kirstin.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Don't Drink Coffee, I Take (Bubble)Tea My Dear...

After a brief bloggy stint for the Reel Asian Film Festival I've decided to keep on going and write about living in Toronto. 

I'm not sure if this will work or what I'll plop on here.  Might as well aim big and set the ultimate goal to have Sting sing Englishman in Tdot as opposed to New York.

If all else fails I'll squawk it myself or download his tasty brains Dollhouse style.