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april 24 2009

That’s my old mouse at the top, see where I wore it away?  That’s editing.  It started this week only double-clicking so there below is my new, less-superior mouse.  I took my old one with me, “Hi. I need another one exactly like this”, but it’s been discontinued.

The newer version one is bugging me…. it’s like, too slick; the wheel barely clicks when I scroll.  And it’s bugging me that I am attached to a piece of plastic.  And how an old person’s hands are supposed to open the plastic packaging on a new mouse is beyond me.

And there’s my new MonsterPod, an essential piece of equipment.  I wore it out, too.  See it in action here.  I have a nagging feeling I should stockpile some because they told me the same thing at the Henry’s in Toronto as they did in Kingston: you are the only person to ever buy one.  

Some screenshots from the footage I took:

This is a “Precision Jump”… you leap from one thing to another and land solidly, not like, flailing about.  The photo on the right is me laying between the two things I jumped; I’m 5’2” and there’s a few inches above my head.  And while maybe the most boring parkour move it’s one of the toughest because it’s almost all mental.

That’s a “Kong Vault”.  I’m at the little garden area in the middle of Nathan Phillips Square. Cute fence eh?  And that heater throws off a surprising amount of heat. 

The hardest thing I did all night (three times).  I stood on top of a handrail, reached up to that little roof overhang and pulled myself up to the second story of the back of the Eaton Centre.  Alllll arms.  april 23 2009

Wait till you see my new bruises; they’re already light purple and puffy… I’ll show you tomorrow.  

Top Two
This is one of those shredding trucks that have been fascinating me since I moved here. They pull up and shred whatever a business gives them.  I’ve been wanting to explore this, but it’d be a short exploration since really my only question is:

Me: Have you considered a lucrative side business by providing sensitive corporate espionage information to interested third parties?

That’s my own personal shredder there on the right.  That photo is from weeks ago when my Visas were compromised and I had to get new ones.  I shred everything.

Bottom Left
It’s a crap photo, but what it is is looking out the window of the restaurant I’m eating in is a reflection of a TV playing the Food Network behind me.  

Sometimes I think there’s a secret to life when I see this.  Like, looking out the window I can either watch the TV, or, adjust my eyes just a little and watch what’s happening on the street.  Which gets me wondering if maybe that’s the trick to it all, adjusting your eyes just a little and whammo – enlightenment.

Bottom Middle
That’s my new thing: Vitamin Water.  After my shift the other night there were two cases of it waiting in our ops room (classy, eh) so I had one for the first time and it’s quite nice.  It’s not sugary like other power drinks (is that what I call them?) and the sayings on the bottles are clever.  Plus it’s good for you.

Bottom Right
I adore the night; everything is better at night.  Sure it’s also nice also to see the sun come up, and I wonder if I should be training myself to sleep in shifts so I can have the best of both worlds.

Here’s my new target:

– Daily blog updates;april 23 2009
– 5 Tweets a day;
– At least 2 weekly previews about what I’m filming / editing, and;
– A new video each week.

It came about from a conversation I had today.  Will see if I can pull it off, because I meant what I said last week. So maybe you’re like, “then why have this blog and internet show?”. So the episodes will stop playing in my head.

If ever you want to write to me so I’ll get something other than bills in the mail, please do:

KeriCDN 
157 Adelaide Street West
Suite #352 
Toronto, Ontario
M5H 4E7 april 22 2009

If you would like one, write me and I’ll send you a postcard from my collection: 

[postcards by Hotzee or Valhalla Cards]

That thing poking into the picture bottom right is my lottery ticket.  I haven’t taken it in because by not, it keeps the dream alive.  

I keep in there on my fridge among all those Canada images like somehow the ticket will soak up my trip idea: Winner! Gagnon! Vas-y!