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I am a dragon slayer.

If 2010 were a fire breathing dragon deep within a dusty, dark and barren cave, – the only thing standing between me and the life I want to live, then I climbed deep within the bowels of the earth and slayed that dragon.

This time last year I was a green university grad, at grad school and working what I thought was my dream job – for a major political party.

Funny how time passes by and former goals seem like relics of an ancient past. My former self is buried deep within the sediments of time and experience.

Now I stand here a year later, having pursued exactly what I wanted, shed the “friends” who weren’t friends, kept the ones that were, are and will always be.

In the last year I’ve been on welfare, ran a half marathon, suffered from Candida because I couldn’t afford to eat anything but eggs, bread and peanut butter, I slept on friend’s couches for 6 months, left a well paying (supposedly) dream job, worked (unpaid) for an ad agency in Toronto, contacted every ad agency in North America, met some of the most interesting people, changed the way I ate, consumed and thought about the world. I’ve volunteered at soup kitchens, started taking photographs, started a career in marketing, advertising, writing, and consulting. I blogged regularly, tweeted more than Tiger sexts, got glasses, and completely transformed spiritually. Oh and I love riding my bike – nothing makes me feel more free.

Now, with but a few hours left in the year, poverty seems to be another relic of the past but poverty’s memory will live forever – you can never forget that much suffering.

But after it all, I stand here stronger than ever with my own company in hand, head held high and would kill an infinite number of dragons to do it all over again.

Of course any dragon slayer needs help and those that did, you know who you are. Thanks.

Looking for my next adventure…


I feel like I am waiting for my blind date to arrive.

It is 7am and you’d think I just woke up. Wrong. For those of you who know me well, you know that I don’t sleep much and when I do it is in bizarre intervals that can’t really be explained in a logical manner. That’s neither here nor there I suppose – I am just awake and figured I’d contribute to my blog after my traditional weekend absence.

A few things to comment on.

I get my first assignment from Saatchi & Saatchi this week. I am waiting anxiously like you do when you awkwardly wait for your first date to arrive. You spend the time pacing back and forth imagining what you will say when you first meet her (or him). You stop in front of a nearby mirror (if you have one) and you practice there. You make a bunch of goofy faces, twisting your nose and eyebrows in ways that make Mr. Potato Head jealous. You spend the time hoping to God that one of your siblings or parents don’t float by and catch you in this deeply intimate and vulnerable moment where you’ve let your guard down. The doorbell rings, its her. Your mom calls for you and you scurry down the stairs and try not to fall on the way. This is especially difficult because your date is beautiful – very beautiful and you can’t take your eyes off of her.

Yup. That’s how I feel right now. I am just waiting and the time ticks by ever so slowly. So I fill it with things to do to to help pass the time. Anywhoodles, I should hear from them today and we will go from there. I will be sure to pass on more info as it comes along.

More things to comment on.

Yesterday I got two gigs given to me. One gives me the opportunity to design a commercial with a great team for the Cheetah Energy Drink. I spent this last evening brainstorming ideas and have already thrown some down on paper. I promise to steer away from lame “cheater” jokes and references to Ben Johnson.

I was also asked by a friend to make a submission for the Ottawa Little Theatre One Act Playwriting competition. Being the story teller that I am this is a natural fit for me so I will pursue this if I have some time – I want to do it right if I do it at all. Twenty five minutes is a lot of time to fill. Perhaps I can do a tableau, that will cut down on the writing.

Weekend in review:

I met some strange people this weekend. I discovered there is an entire sect of people who use twitter as if it were four square. I realize that it makes complete sense but twitter was their thing. As my father would say, “they were tweetering” an awful lot. So much for conversation. It is hard to talk with a person who has their face glued to a phone. Trust me I know this, I worked in politics for a bit.

Had a couple of congratulatory drinks on Friday and then retired to my humble abode…. I just realize that my weekend update is vain and probably something nobody cares to read so I will cut it off there.

I plan on commenting on Apple’s “antennagate” shortly.

Until then, keep cool.


Kurosawa + housewarming + World Cup = awesome.

The weekend was just super! Quick run down of my weekend activities:


Went for a run and hung out at the beach with a chum and his friends who became my friends. Friend acquisition = fun.

I had a culinary experiment which resulted in me eating vegetables with spaghetti noodles seasoned with sriracha sauce.

I watched Seven Samurai for the 10th time or so. Akira gets me everytime – my meal definitely reminded of the millet that those poor farmers had to eat.


Relaxed day which culminated in my attending of an awesome housewarming party down in the west side. Super trendy neighbourhood and place – merci to the hosts.

Here are some shots:

I was confused - garage?


Posing for the camera - victorious team

Sunday: World Cup. ’nuff said. Groceries were also purchased – thank goodness.