The sun did not shine
it was too wet to play
so we sat in the house
all that cold, cold wet day
It rained again today in Vancouver. First time in about a month which is nice.
That is an excerpt from The Cat in the Hat, which BTW was the first book that I ever read on my own, with no parental assistance. I can remember running up the stair in my old house to announce to the world that I, Grant, could now read on my own. Although it did go something more like this:
ve sun deed noat shoine
it wos too we-at to pway
so we saat in ve haose
all vat coad, coad we-at dai
Nothing is really that new in the city. I am just finishing up with the sound edit and will be done with the documentary in three weeks. We are now in pre-production of our Independent Projects, and I think I am directing two short films in October; a comedy and a drama. Sooooo, if anyone is in Vancouver in October give me a call and you can be in one of my shorts :D which would be pretty sick, considering I miss all my Ontario buddys.
I think that is all for now.
so.
Bye
P.S I was almost shanked a couple weeks ago in the downtown east side.
that is all.
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The Creation of The Great White Alligator
There once was a small collection of highschool students who spent their unassigned periods playing asshole and doing donuts in the laurier hill parking lot. Over the years of their tomfoolery they documented many a humorous story and anecdote, many of which were not entertaining in the least to anyone who did not experience them first hand. Time passed, fruit dropped, flesh sagged, and soon those highschool students were university students. Their academic endevours were varied. Between them they would gain knowledge of the modern and ancient history of the Who people, how to manufacture and program harbingers of death, the fine art of fake engineering, and... whatever Ryan's taking.... pharmaceuticals or something. Sorry Ryan. Distanced too were the locations of their institutions of education. Their lines of communication were not guaranteed to stay intact. It was decided that the memories were to be preserved in the salty brine of the internet. What was created was a documentation of the events that surpassed within the time that was spent together by these fine young men. The piece was named after one of the most illogical and nonsensical conversations that was ever engaged by the group. And thus was born, Great White Alligator.
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