I haven’t posted in a long time, with fair enough reason.

It’s fair to say, that even after all this time B, I still miss you greatly. In conversations with our friend Zac, the motivation to see you again is still more important than any other person I’ve met along the way.

I never want to have something to say “Look at all these cool things I’m doing without you.” But I want to always tell you “this is what all these cool things are missing.”

If that makes sense.



I managed to get in one hour of sleep today, which is amazing when it’s followed by 6 hours of a broadcasting class.

wheelWhen it was done, I went home to eat, and went to the Surrey Central Station afterwards for fun. There was a tree lighting ceremony. Loads of people all over the place and a stageforall the fun. I took a picture of the ferris wheel for some reason, because why not? haha..

I didn’t really get to stay too long, but I was entrance for some reason that a fellow that looked an awful lot like Michael Bublé, save for his baby-ish face, singing a variety of Bublé’s songs.

it was pretty entertaining.

Soon afterward, it was time to go back to work.

I hope I actually get some sleep tonight though, the week ahead will be a busy one.

Origin story #bookillneverwrite

When Gaiman came to town for his book tour not too long ago, it was relatively exciting. A writer that I was always fond of thanks to the Sandman series. Unforttunately, I jumped the gun on this job that I’ve been trying to get, going to it a day early, and missing the meet entirely. But the roommate went and got a signed copy of the book, so in a sense it’s just as awesome.

Hearing him on Q, and the story behind the book is pretty inspiring. I started writing The book I’ll never write because Bron is such a heavy inspiration behind it. She makes me feel great about my talents, and if I write for myself, and her then I’d be more than happy to know that’s all I need.

Even now she’ll always just be an inspiration. So I’m going to keep writing, even if the stuff that shouldn’t get to me does. This is a book I want her to read. I mean hell, I even wrote a chapter just for her.

But, as I get a lot of the big important chapters out of the way. I’ll soon gear up on the next draft of everything. elaborate on the things I know are missing.

It’s a fun process…

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tragedy is terrible, but the people can still be embraced.

I kind of wonder if it’s in poor taste that I want to write something on a blog that takes soapboxing about ones personal life for granted. I’ve already filled up with such a mixed assortment of emotions that the weekend had allowed, but I guess it feels appropriate to talk about some things when they happen.

I first caught wind of it, walking out of Langara taking a test to further my acceptance, ticking off one more notch the the future I know I am capable of. When I first read about it, I stayed on my twitter feed, draining about 67% of it’s battery life. The irony hurt my chest as I witnessed the loss, of one of the very few people I respect, in the field that I could have possibly been taking the test for.

It sucks because he was amazingly talented, and far too young to be taken away. But in some of the last moments of his life, he was the happiest person that anyone could ever be. He was himself, he was in his element. Sure it’s a tragedy when someone who is such a tremendous inspiration to many passes, but he was an incredibly happy soul and that’s what everyone will remember.

It’s stuff like that which I can’t help but think that life is too short to be bitter about, and if you are really confident and set on your path then you go out and do it. I love, I aspire for that, I control what I can for myself, and I always encourage others to meet me half way.

I would prefer to cut this short before I start making it about me, but he was a man that can inspire anyone to be themselves. That’s something that is a little harder for me to accomplish. I’ve only ever been myself when I’m surrounded by the people I love. That’s just how I function. On my own, I worry too much and I work too hard to get back to everything that makes me happy in the first place.

But I know if anything, that the day has taught me to keep being in pursuit of whatever it is that makes you the happiest in life. It’s the stuff that I’ve been complaining about forever. But I pursue it, because I know it’ll stop being the stuff I complain about, and once again be the stuff that helps me be myself, and hopefully be just as much of an inspiration as this man was before me.

and the pilot was a wrap.

This panel show since October has been a labour of love for me. We’ve spent all those months working on game after game, concept after concept.

There were times where we’ve just lost interest. A lot of times where we had no idea what we’re doing. But in the end we gave ourselves a month to pull a show out of our ass. We did it. I slaved away at the content for the show on my own, but we did it.

It’s stuff like this that makes me really happy you know. I’ve been in this for 4+ years and there’s never been a part of me that gave up. I know what I’m capable of. The cool, awesome, imaginative, thought-provoking things. The entertainment in conversation. knowledge. Fun.

If anything, we filmed it. it’ll be edited and put online.

Thanks for everything so far.

speakeasyssssswe’ll get working on making another one right away that will blow our pilot out of the WATER.