where have all the good times gone?

Well, I am back. We are back. And in one piece. The last 2 or 3 days in T-dot were fantastical to say the least.
Friday was the workshop for the cartoon. It was a cast of about 8. Myself, Julie, Adam, Arlen, and Ryan hopped into a cab and headed for the theatre. 3/4 of the way there we pit stopped to get the screen we were projecting on. I am not sure how any of us thought it was going to fit because it was an 8 foot screen.

We bid adieu to the cab and hot footed it the rest of the way.

Upon arriving at the theatre, we realized none of us knew how to set up this jigsaw puzzle of a screen. But we were a room full of intelligent folks and when we couldn’t figure it out, Toby arrived and showed us a what for. he got it up in about 3.2 seconds. The workshop was great fun and after, folks played some cards while I continued fine tuning for the night’s performance.

The cartoon shared the showcase with the local chapter of the Nutrino Project. It is a group of folks who get a suggestion or two from the audience, mix it with a few personal belongings people are willing to part with, and head out to make an improvised film. They shoot and have runners run back the footage and they basically show/edit on the fly. I was a bit to high strung after running a successful cartoon to watch. It was relax time for me.

At Betty’s after, we drank and chatted. I reached a level of enlightenment so grand I grew a Shaquille O’Neil halo.

Apparently some guy named Martin was celebrating his 40th birthday before we got there.

So Bob rolled a joint on his party favors.



But all good times come to an end. And Saturday was the last day. The afternoon was spent walking around town.

I really think I should have bought whatever that is. If only to wind up looking like that poor kid’s Damien on the poster.

That night was the final matchup. Myself and Matt vs. Calgary (Pete and Pat) vs. Vancouver (Taz and Ryan). it was a tight matchup all around. Having learned our lesson the first night (having almost 9 minutes left to do a scene at the end) Matt and I took our time a little more in the beginning. A little too much. We had only 30 seconds for our final scene. To quote Graham…Oopsie Daisies. vancouver took the trophy.
We after partied at kurts til late.

That’s really the last thing I remember.



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