more scrapbook wars

Woohoo, finished the first draft of one article yesterday (pottery article) as well as finishing and sending off a second (how to share digital photos online). The editor wrote back within a few hours to approve it; I love e-mail submissions. Jeff and I were without high-speed access yesterday morning; I started to panic but then realized that duh, I could just use dial-up. Painfully slow in comparison, but nothing I haven't endured while at the cottage. Plus I avoided downloading any Sean Bean graphics. ;-) Went for a run and found the movie crew from yesterday rolling up the cotton snow. Feeling better than I did on Sunday...thought I was coming down with something, glad I'm not. I find that sometimes I can evade a cold if I sleep a ton the first 24 hours. Having too much fun with JeffB's and Debbie's Orkut Scrapbook Wars. Found out yesterday, by the way, that Maya Bohnhoff was responsible for the charming "Debbie/Uhuru & Kirk" image from a couple of days ago. Hm, which means I owe revenge to her as well, and to my friend Ray for this image (he says instead of "KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN!" I'm yelling "BOHNHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOFFF!!"). Anyway, here are a few of the more recent selections... Jeff Bohnhoff and me in Grade 2. I had a crush on him despite how high he buckled his trousers. He tricked me into eating Silly Putty. (posted by me): My stint as a Star Trek actor (posted by J.): JeffB as an unborn infant (posted by me): Me with cleavage (posted by J.): Jeff was always a cuter baby than me (posted by me): And so the battle continues... May 2004 comments: Read Blatherchat | Post in Blatherchat | Livejournal

Toronto snow! (and gunfights)

Jeff and I woke to the sound of gunfire this morning.

Looking out the window, we were surprised to see SNOW on the sidewalk, as well as people running around bundled up in winter coats. What the heck?...

And then we remembered a note in our building warning us that the area was going to be used for a scene in a new movie called "Assault on Precinct 13", starring Laurence Fishburne and Ethan Hawke.



Laurence Fishburne and another actor. The guy on the
right gets shot a few seconds later, and Fishburne runs
back inside the church.


From the IMDB description of the movie: "In this retelling of John Carpenter's 70s B-grade classic, Laurence Fishburne plays a mobster being held in the soon-to-be-shut-down Precinct 13 on New Year's Eve. Ethan Hawke plays a captain who cobbles together a force made up of cops and criminals to protect the station from a gang that wants to set the mob guy free."



Making snow.


A lot of movie companies tend to use our neighbourhood for filming tv and movie projects, probably because it's not really a residential neighbourhood (except for our building) and tends to be emptier during non-business hours, especially a holiday like today. They often throw trash around to make it look like New York; fortunately they also clean it up. :-)



Crew throwing snowballs.


Despite the holiday Monday, both Jeff and I plan to work today. Though I might take a break every so often to see how filming is going outside. :-) I already went out once this morning in time to see someone get shot on the steps of the neighbourhood church.

Gunfights and late May snow...ah, life is never dull in downtown Toronto.



Street made to look like a winter scene. The "snow" is
actually a sheet of cotton.

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orkut scrapbook wars

Oops, ok so maybe I shouldn't have goaded Jeff Bohnhoff at the end of yesterday's Blathering. Here's what he posted in the latest instalment of our "Orkut Scrapbook Wars" (as part of an ongoing recounting of our pseudo-life-experiences): Augh! :-D But the battle isn't over yet, Bohnhoff. (insert evil cackle here) Photo by Ray. Went to the Laywine's store clearance yesterday with Ray and Jeff. Thanks to Ray for telling us about the event! Laywine is a wonderful stationery/notebook store in the Yorkville area. Everything in the store was 10% off! I bought three hardcover blank books to use for my paper journal after my current book is filled. Ray gets as excited about paperclips and paper and notebooks and pens as Jeff and I do. :-) Afterward, Jeff and I went to Vartan's place to hang out with Vartan, his brother Hrach, John Pastor, and Julie (Vartan's wife). Vartan made me my first martini: chocolate cherry, yum. Pictures and details in an upcoming Blathering. Jeff and Ray, on the way to Laywine's. Interesting links: Interested in online comics? Check out Onlinecomics.net. Sign up for free and bookmark your favourite online comics. Shameless plea: While you're at it, please add My Life In A Nutshell as a favourite (click on the "+" sign at the far right). I'm curious about whether or not I can boost the popularity rating of my comic in this directory through pure word of mouth. Thanks! May 2004 comments: Read Blatherchat | Post in Blatherchat | Livejournal

just another Saturday

Did some work on the short story yesterday, sent it off to Michelle last night for her turn. This weekend I'm going to focus on finishing the Lindgren Pottery article. I'm only using ViaVoice on rare occasion now, usually near the end of a writing session when I can tell my arms are getting a tad sore, but I'm nearly finished. Some of you were asking if Jeff was really wearing a wig in that photo I posted yesterday. The image was actually a combination of this magazine cover, which I found using Google Images: and this photo of Gary Ehrlich in concert at FKO earlier in the year: and, of course, Jeff Bohnhoff's head, which I scanned off the Manhattan Sleeps CD cover: The final product: I love Photoshop. :-) Jeff, by the way, has threatened revenge. HAHAHA...your feeble threats don't scare me, Bohnhoff!! May 2004 comments: Read Blatherchat | Post in Blatherchat | Livejournal

troy

Jeff Bohnhoff's infamous debut concert at FKO, you know.


Allison was sick yesterday, so we cancelled Urban Tapestry practice last night. I got together with my friend Cathy instead, and we went to see Troy. I went in with low expectations and enjoyed the movie more than I expected, mainly because of Sean Bean. Brad Pitt definitely buffed up for this flick, but was too Brad Pittish for my tastes and I enjoyed the movie despite him rather than because of him.

Here's Troy in 15 Minutes, for your amusement. Found the link through Reid's blog.

Today's photos are pics I posted in Jeff Bohnhoff's Orkut scrapbook as part of an entertaining (to us, anyway :-) online conversation.

I've invited Orkut-types to post a fictitious testimonial on my profile page, by the way. Many thanks to those who have participated thus far. Here are the adventures so far:

From JULIE:

"I first met the Diabolical Debbie Ohi some time in 1999. She had some business to do and had brought her bodyguard with her. He was suitably menacing, in a ruggedly handsome kind of way. Debbi, by contrast, dispensed smiles and candy and trailed a fairytale wake of small birds and butterflies; but she walked with the quiet confidence of someone who was quite willing to kick your ass if you made her.

I was immediately suspicious.

Although we subsequently sat 50 feet from each other I never actually witnessed Debbie do anything that resembled work. Strangely, phenomenal amounts of work still managed to get done. I have long suspected her of whipping her staff when no-one was looking. The perma-grins they wore the rest of the time, and the constant, grating sounds of merriment eminating from their corner of cubeville were a little too perfect... Everyone wanted to work for Debbie, but once they were in, no-one would say a bad word about her.

As I said: Diabolical."

From SHERMAN:

"In 1988, I was on a Peace Corps dig in West Nagibi, doing the usual Peace Corps thingódigging latrines in the sandy areas outside villages, showing locals how to make solar ovens so they could take advantage of the sun in the rainy season, and convincing new mothers to breastfeed as they were being handed 5-for-1 coupons for 'starter' infant formula with a free carton of cigarettes. I showed what American know-how was all about that year.

In any case, I was incredibly surprised to hear a slight Canadian accent one market day in the middle of a huddle. All I could hear was a furious bidding process in the Nagibi style (which somehow involved cell phones), and smiling villagers gripping a few dozen bookmarks, which they they tried to sell me for 30% markup. It was a charming scam, and Debbie helped by rigging it so one villager would get $30 extra each month for stimulating the market. Then she'd come by with a new 'product' the next quarter. I admired her moxie even as I hated her amorality."

From AMANDA:

"I don't really know Debbie. I sold her some Jimmy Choo stillettos last week and she asked me if I was on Orkut. I said yeah and she wanted me to sign up as her friend.

But I'm just on here to say that her check bounced and she has free shoes!

Thief! If you had any kind of character you'd bring them back!

So if you live in Toronto totally keep your eye out for an Asian woman wearing hot pink Jimmy Choo's. She had on a pair of black pantent leather pants when she was here.

I want those shoes back you skank!"

If you're not on Orkut and you want to be and I actually know you in person, feel to let me know; I'll send you an invitation.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Jeff's stint in an ABBA tribute band during the late 70s.

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