I got cast in a couple of little parts in a Capilano student film.
No money, but lots of fun. We film on Monday and Tuesday coming.
No money, but lots of fun. We film on Monday and Tuesday coming.
Current Mood: anticipating
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The Screaming Sage
the shock of enlightenment
04 March 2009 @ 05:17 pm
The big boss who owns the company.
It was scary, but mostly in the anticipation. He was surprised, curious, and supportive. So... my job is secure.
It was scary, but mostly in the anticipation. He was surprised, curious, and supportive. So... my job is secure.
Current Mood: anxious
30 May 2008 @ 01:39 pm
Eventful bus ride. I and another passenger were physically attacked by a small insane hag.
Seriously. This ... person... who was the youngest hag I've ever seen (ugly, missing teeth, shrivelled, and probably not yet 40) sat down next to me and sketched out.
I was in the rear right corner seat in one of the hybrid buses that have seats facing every which way, so past some other people was a pair of seats facing us, and the innermost of those two was occupied by a rather attractive geeky girl in her mid-20s.
Sketchy hag carried on a monologue, and it got louder and louder, more paranoid, as she slowly worked her way up to yelling at that girl in the unexplained opinion that she was ... not sure... staring at her in a racist way, I suppose - The girl was white, and the hag some sort of Asiatic. I couldn't tell what precisely, because she spoke unaccented (if insane) English, and she'd hagged away distinguishing facial features.
I eyed her a couple of times, seeing as there was some insanity happening while pressed into my left side. She didn't like that at all, and added me to the complaints, just snowballing aggressiveness and on and on...
Finally she yelled - at the girl who was just trying hard to ignore her - "Do you know who you're messing with? A Hell's Angel's girlfriend!"
I actually laughed at that one - which set her off real good.
So she goes off ranting hardcore, tries to hit me with her shoulder which doesn't work because, you know, bus seats, then she jumps up and elbows me in the chest with all the desperate force of a moth at a window, and storms towards the exit... and with no warning hauls off and punches the girl!
The girl seemed okay, I asked. She was surprised rather than hurt. I suspect that whatever drug cocktail the hag had been on wasn't friendly to her muscle mass.
I got a small chuckle after she left by saying "Yeah, like the Hell's Angels can't do better than that..."
Perhaps the most insane thing was that it all left me in a good mood. Like... no matter what might be bothering me, at least I'm not a crumpled hag with the mental capacity of a thimble. As in, none of my choices have ever been THAT bad, or even in the same area code as "that bad".
Seriously. This ... person... who was the youngest hag I've ever seen (ugly, missing teeth, shrivelled, and probably not yet 40) sat down next to me and sketched out.
I was in the rear right corner seat in one of the hybrid buses that have seats facing every which way, so past some other people was a pair of seats facing us, and the innermost of those two was occupied by a rather attractive geeky girl in her mid-20s.
Sketchy hag carried on a monologue, and it got louder and louder, more paranoid, as she slowly worked her way up to yelling at that girl in the unexplained opinion that she was ... not sure... staring at her in a racist way, I suppose - The girl was white, and the hag some sort of Asiatic. I couldn't tell what precisely, because she spoke unaccented (if insane) English, and she'd hagged away distinguishing facial features.
I eyed her a couple of times, seeing as there was some insanity happening while pressed into my left side. She didn't like that at all, and added me to the complaints, just snowballing aggressiveness and on and on...
Finally she yelled - at the girl who was just trying hard to ignore her - "Do you know who you're messing with? A Hell's Angel's girlfriend!"
I actually laughed at that one - which set her off real good.
So she goes off ranting hardcore, tries to hit me with her shoulder which doesn't work because, you know, bus seats, then she jumps up and elbows me in the chest with all the desperate force of a moth at a window, and storms towards the exit... and with no warning hauls off and punches the girl!
The girl seemed okay, I asked. She was surprised rather than hurt. I suspect that whatever drug cocktail the hag had been on wasn't friendly to her muscle mass.
I got a small chuckle after she left by saying "Yeah, like the Hell's Angels can't do better than that..."
Perhaps the most insane thing was that it all left me in a good mood. Like... no matter what might be bothering me, at least I'm not a crumpled hag with the mental capacity of a thimble. As in, none of my choices have ever been THAT bad, or even in the same area code as "that bad".
Current Location: work
05 March 2007 @ 12:12 am
11 February 2007 @ 11:12 am
18 January 2007 @ 05:34 pm
At work, the general mass of everyone else has recently picked up the odd but flattering habit of giving problems to me once the people who would normally be expected to solve it have tried hard and given up.
I'm three-for-three on solving them, too. ^ ^
I'm three-for-three on solving them, too. ^ ^
Current Location: Work
20 October 2006 @ 09:11 pm
03 September 2006 @ 08:34 pm
I received the phollowing, I mean following, today:
( Ludicrous 'job offer' )
I investigated this one, I usualy do out of idle curiosity... this one seems to be based in the USA, which is unusual. Unlike most of the countries that do this kind of thing, THEY have laws against it. The domain belongs to:
So I sent it on to http://www.us-cert.gov/ .
Not what he was phishing phor, I pheel.
...
Of course, US-CERT is a division of the Department of Homeland Security, so they'll probably either lose it out of sheer incompetence, or else decide that the Canadian foreigner is more likely to be a terr'ist threat than the good ole' boy from Fort Worth, and investigate me.
Shyeah. Like I wouldn't use better bait if I went phishing.
( Ludicrous 'job offer' )
I investigated this one, I usualy do out of idle curiosity... this one seems to be based in the USA, which is unusual. Unlike most of the countries that do this kind of thing, THEY have laws against it. The domain belongs to:
Jeff Windham ratvertsg@yahoo.com +1.173705566
South Meadow Animal Clinic
3020 Sycamore School Rd.
Fort Worth TX US 76133
So I sent it on to http://www.us-cert.gov/ .
Not what he was phishing phor, I pheel.
...
Of course, US-CERT is a division of the Department of Homeland Security, so they'll probably either lose it out of sheer incompetence, or else decide that the Canadian foreigner is more likely to be a terr'ist threat than the good ole' boy from Fort Worth, and investigate me.
Shyeah. Like I wouldn't use better bait if I went phishing.
26 June 2006 @ 10:52 am
| You Are Bert |
 Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them! You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others |
23 June 2006 @ 01:22 pm
Penn's Law: You are ten times more likely to be screwed over by someone who chooses you than by someone you choose.
Hanlon's Razor: Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.
Khaz's Corrollary to Hanlon's Razor: Beware wilful ignorance: never attribute to stupidity that which can be adequately explained by greed.
Sturgeon's Law: 90% of everything is crap.
The Principle of Self-Preference: All else being equal, a person will always choose the option that gives themselves the best deal.
The First Law of Getting Away With Things: Always look like you should be doing whatever it is you're doing; if you look like you belong, you do not attract attention.
The Second Law of Getting Away With Things: Unless it affects them directly, most people do not care what you're doing. Don't assume otherwise; unnecessary concealment attracts attention.
Occam's Razor (the readable version): The simplest solution that covers all the evidence is the likeliest one.
Skepticism: Believe nothing without evidence. When there is adequate evidence, believe. There are no absolutes; there are only strong and weak probabilities. Anything can change on new evidence, so do not rely on absolute faith in anything; tomorrow is not today.
Finagle's Law: Anything that can go wrong, will
Finagle's Solution: Anything that can go wrong, will - eventually. Prepare for the long term, not immediate catastrophe.
The Principle of Enlightened Self-interest: In any situation, choose the option that presents the greatest total good for the group as a whole including oneself; remember that no decision exists in a vacuum - every choice affects the available choices later.
Hanlon's Razor: Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity.
Khaz's Corrollary to Hanlon's Razor: Beware wilful ignorance: never attribute to stupidity that which can be adequately explained by greed.
Sturgeon's Law: 90% of everything is crap.
The Principle of Self-Preference: All else being equal, a person will always choose the option that gives themselves the best deal.
The First Law of Getting Away With Things: Always look like you should be doing whatever it is you're doing; if you look like you belong, you do not attract attention.
The Second Law of Getting Away With Things: Unless it affects them directly, most people do not care what you're doing. Don't assume otherwise; unnecessary concealment attracts attention.
Occam's Razor (the readable version): The simplest solution that covers all the evidence is the likeliest one.
Skepticism: Believe nothing without evidence. When there is adequate evidence, believe. There are no absolutes; there are only strong and weak probabilities. Anything can change on new evidence, so do not rely on absolute faith in anything; tomorrow is not today.
Finagle's Law: Anything that can go wrong, will
Finagle's Solution: Anything that can go wrong, will - eventually. Prepare for the long term, not immediate catastrophe.
The Principle of Enlightened Self-interest: In any situation, choose the option that presents the greatest total good for the group as a whole including oneself; remember that no decision exists in a vacuum - every choice affects the available choices later.
14 June 2006 @ 11:06 am
I am tired of working in technology.
There is no appreciation here to speak of. My technical boss has the social skills of an angry sea cucumber and has randomly decided I'm an idiot, and the marketing-type grand high boss is friendly enough but thinks all the techies think the same - so he keeps trying to manipulate me like he would the usual stereotype, and making a huge mess of it.
Even people who hire me and train me specifically to be an authority on something don't bother to respect my opinion on that something.
So three weeks from now, I'm already slated to become a contractor; I figure it's three chances in four they won't actually bother to hire me then for a contract, and I don't think I'll shed a lot of tears over this. I never did have an ambition to spend my life writing financial web pages; frankly, it's boring the pants off me as well as being royally thankless.
The problem, of course, is money. It pays well, and I don't have Official credentials for anything else. So where else can I make a living wage?
Voice work pays well, if you can get it, and it's lots of fun... it is the entertainment industry I belong in, that's where I'm always happiest - and probably where I should always have been, except for being born somewhere it didn't exist. In the one year since I came to the left coast, I've had professionals look at something I was trying for the very first time and say "Of course, you've been doing this for a long time" TWICE - once was commercial voiceovers, and the other was a teleplay I'm writing for ItB.
How could I not be doing this?
Not to mention the utterly random idea I woke up with for a sorta-kids book series that could make massive dollars...
There is no appreciation here to speak of. My technical boss has the social skills of an angry sea cucumber and has randomly decided I'm an idiot, and the marketing-type grand high boss is friendly enough but thinks all the techies think the same - so he keeps trying to manipulate me like he would the usual stereotype, and making a huge mess of it.
Even people who hire me and train me specifically to be an authority on something don't bother to respect my opinion on that something.
So three weeks from now, I'm already slated to become a contractor; I figure it's three chances in four they won't actually bother to hire me then for a contract, and I don't think I'll shed a lot of tears over this. I never did have an ambition to spend my life writing financial web pages; frankly, it's boring the pants off me as well as being royally thankless.
The problem, of course, is money. It pays well, and I don't have Official credentials for anything else. So where else can I make a living wage?
Voice work pays well, if you can get it, and it's lots of fun... it is the entertainment industry I belong in, that's where I'm always happiest - and probably where I should always have been, except for being born somewhere it didn't exist. In the one year since I came to the left coast, I've had professionals look at something I was trying for the very first time and say "Of course, you've been doing this for a long time" TWICE - once was commercial voiceovers, and the other was a teleplay I'm writing for ItB.
How could I not be doing this?
Not to mention the utterly random idea I woke up with for a sorta-kids book series that could make massive dollars...
09 June 2006 @ 12:40 pm
Today there was a staff meeting.
Wondering if it was catered, we asked the local chief of security, who is something of an introvert, and who sometimes forgets to finish his sentences.
He uttered what is one of the most excellent bits of philosophy in the universe: "There is a sandwich."
My co-worker said we had to all grab an edge and eat to the middle - I said it was what the company thought of us, just one sandwich for 15 people, just one crumb each...
But it answers so many things!
"Why are we here?" - "There is a sandwich."
"How should society act?" - "There is a sandwich."
"What is the nature of God?" - "There is a sandwich."
It's a whole new religion, the Church of Monte Cristo of the BLT - the Beëlteists, for short. I'd join myself, but I'm afraid of the possible holy wars with the Pastafarians.
There is no Bread but Rye, and Mayonnaise is its filling!
Wondering if it was catered, we asked the local chief of security, who is something of an introvert, and who sometimes forgets to finish his sentences.
He uttered what is one of the most excellent bits of philosophy in the universe: "There is a sandwich."
My co-worker said we had to all grab an edge and eat to the middle - I said it was what the company thought of us, just one sandwich for 15 people, just one crumb each...
But it answers so many things!
"Why are we here?" - "There is a sandwich."
"How should society act?" - "There is a sandwich."
"What is the nature of God?" - "There is a sandwich."
It's a whole new religion, the Church of Monte Cristo of the BLT - the Beëlteists, for short. I'd join myself, but I'm afraid of the possible holy wars with the Pastafarians.
There is no Bread but Rye, and Mayonnaise is its filling!
Current Location: Wørk
06 June 2006 @ 11:38 am
No matter how bedrock-solid certain someone is, if you could build three mountains and a church on the foundation of their certitude, if reality disagrees, they lose.
This is why I always side with reality.
This is why I always side with reality.
21 April 2006 @ 10:34 am
| You Are a Purple Flower |
 A purple flower tends to represent success, grace, and elegance. At times, you are faithful like a violet. And other times, you represent luxury, like a wisteria. And more than you wish, you find yourself heartbroken like a lilac. |
12 April 2006 @ 11:22 am
| Disorder | Your Score |
|---|---|
| Major Depression: | Very Slight |
| Dysthymia: | Very Slight |
| Bipolar Disorder: | Slight |
| Cyclothymia: | Slight-Moderate |
| Seasonal Affective Disorder: | Moderate |
| Postpartum Depression: | N/A |
| Take the Depression Test | |
Look! I'm officially happy!
Some of this was a little silly; they didn't ask the degree of things like disliking winter and 'experiencing confident episodes'. Hating snow and early darkness and sometimes actually liking what I'm doing do not actually add up to SAD or cyclothymia. And they left out any mention of what does bother me, when I feel seriously down.
05 April 2006 @ 10:18 am
Yes, it actually means something. :P
Over the course of the next month, the following interesting things are due to happen:
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kristy_p is moving away, leaving a vacancy at the House of Couches once again- ... except that my friend Matthew from the East suddenly decided to move here, and will be filling that vacancy.
- My mother will be visiting for a while, to inspect my friends and living conditions, but in a very friendly way.
- and above all, canadian_lakini and I are going to be officially moving in together - in what is technically a roommate-type arrangement
We've discovered a place, actually, that's ridiculously nice for the price being asked, on Knight. As long as we can successfully claim it, it will be magnificent, and I will then start getting even MORE peeved with those of you who live nearby and don't visit. :P
Update: We got it! Finally, I can claim my upper-middle-class destiny!
(PS: Greyfox, I haven't forgotten about you, I'm just way behind on email...)
Current Location: Wørk
23 March 2006 @ 10:24 am
 | You scored as Either. You brain is neither specifically male nor female dominated in the way you perceive things and as bad as this sounds it can easily mean that you are capable of combining both to your advantage. Rather than being genderless you are possibly able think freely. This does not mean you are bisexual or androgynous, but possibly that you are indecisive.
Should you be MALE or FEMALE?*new-version* created with QuizFarm.com |
Not that I subscribe to the whole dichotomy thing anyway, 80% of gender is social, but whatever...
Unrelatedly: I wonder how long before Captain No-Pants visits Sin City? ^ ^
17 March 2006 @ 10:57 am
07 March 2006 @ 12:29 pm
A Grand Cookie Exchange!
You need a relatively small group of people, probably 20 at a maximum. Then everyone brings cookies or pastries, especially a bunch of them that are individually decorated, one each, for each of the other partygoers.
Mmmmm, fattening. And personalized.
You need a relatively small group of people, probably 20 at a maximum. Then everyone brings cookies or pastries, especially a bunch of them that are individually decorated, one each, for each of the other partygoers.
Mmmmm, fattening. And personalized.