Sunday, October 30, 2005

Closing my eyes and hoping that things will just magically get done

In my nerdy IMDbing ways I came a across a pre-production movie that was supposed to star Ewan McGregor and Kate Winslet (two of my favouritist of favourite actors) called "Gnomeo and Juliet" about an indoor gnome and an outdoor gnome who fall in love. Apparently the project has been canned. I think this is incredibly sad, there aren't anywhere near enough gnome movies. I mean certainly there are some wonderful gnome moments in movies (Amelie and The Full Monty notably), but I was really looking forward to gnomes as central characters.

I think I might have to pick the project up as a live action movie starring my indoor gnome, Chomsky. I will need a female gnome (who I could supply the voice for) and a male actor for Gnomeo's voice. I will be in talks with Ewan's agent as soon as possible.

Actually, if I can get Ewan I might not use the gnomes at all...

At any rate! Blogging has become a wonderful way for me to feel as though I'm accomplishing something, when in fact I'm simply procrastinating. Back to memorizing.

Polka-Dot Door

I had a series of the strangest dreams last night. All of them revolving around the central theme of finding my friend, who had mysteriously disappeared and feeling extremely guilty (long story).

Then in one of the dreams I had on this hideous puprle polka-dot shirt. I kept trying to take it off, but everytime I removed it there was another one underneath.

I wonder if there's a meaning behind that? Or if I should stop drinking Northern at the Townehouse...

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Look at me, judge me by my size do you?

Sweet! I am already in full Jedi attire despite the obvious fact that I won't be going out for at least another 5-6 hours. I couldn't possibly care less.

After pulling a solid 16 hour day yesterday, I am left baffled at how certain friends of mine are able to do this up to five days/week. It's entirely possible that they are super human. Or that I'm a lot lazier than I like to think.
No... it's the super humans that are wrong.

YOUR STAR WARS NAME: ( first 3 letters of your last name+ last 3 letters of mothers middle name /+/ first 3 letters of your pets name + first 3 letters of the town you live in)= Buclen Mogsud

I much prefer Liz Kenobi.

"sigh, if only I could be with Liz... but attachment is forbidden in the Jedi order"

oh man... I have actually become the world's hugest nerd.

Friday, October 28, 2005

Something of Value to Say

What a great day!

I am finally home after my strange and fun-filled day.

It started this morning (naturally) with a trip to see Josh to work on our scene for Acting II. In three hours we managed to run the scene four times, and spend 2 hours having some really great Josh-Liz time. It was most enjoyable.
I went to go check on set construction and it was sort of as though everyone at Thorneloe had been teleported away. I've never seen that place so empty. And there was the set, not even half done sitting there, waiting to be built. I have no idea where everyone went, or when on earth we are going to have this thing done by, but there it is. I waited for about a half an hour (OK maybe 20 minutes, I really wasn't in the mood) and then I took off to go home and try to get some stuff finished.
I made the executive decision when I got home to go visit the Laughing Buddha. Mostly this girl. We had a nice chat about how she really ought to SM Hamlet :P and how wrong it is to steal costumes from Thorneloe. waves hand You don't need to know where I got this robe.

Then I spent the evening doing a haunted house run by the school for the United Way. I spent 5 hours screaming as though I were possessed by demons. While not my strongest acting performance (I could just hear Val going "Centre your voice Liz" "Are you ACTING possessed or BEING possessed?") I did get the chance to make some children cry, and possibly send them to therapy in their adulthood for psychological trauma.

I am sleepy now. And I have a big day of Jediing ahead of me.

Wednesday, October 26, 2005


I found an interesting article about a school banning students from having blogs.

Here's the thing. Anyone who puts up in-depth sexual information and measurements on their blog along with any kind of personal contact information ought to be stalked by preditors. I'm sorry but seriously.

Who puts their measurements on their blog anyways? Better question. Who even tells anyone their REAL measurements anyways, let alone online.

Fine you can say "But they're just kids". See I was 14 once too, I do remember. But I was 14, not stupid. I knew enough not to tell strangers my phone number and address when I was 3.

Now granted as I type this there could be some dude who cut and pasted my head from the picture on my blog and put it on some naked chick's body on some random porn site. I accept that risk, and given that there are only about 5 people who regularly visit my blog, and only about 4 of them are likely to do that kind of thing :P I'm not really that worried. But see if it happens, it won't make me think that all blogs forever should be shut down because they're evil. I'll learn my lesson and accept that that's what happens sometimes, because that's the risk of putting pictures up on the internet.

Could we start taking SOME personal responsibility again, instead of punishing the masses for individual stupidity? Seriously.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Online Artistry

Watch me create my work of art. Or something. I actually kind of like this. Keep in mind it's hard to control brush strokes and splatter with a mouse and a series of clicks.

I've been having a really tough time drawing since I got tendinitis in my wrist this summer. I already had a bit of trouble keeping my hand steady and now it's gotten a lot worse. I haven't really drawn anything in a while. Unlike the guitar, this is not just simply a laziness/using my wrist as an excuse issue. It actually feels very strange not to be able to keep my hand steady and it's extrememly frustrating when I'm trying to draw something that I know I'm capable of drawing, but I can't.

Thanks for the link Luke. It's not often that I get to play with paints and not have to clean up a huge ass mess or be $50 in the hole.

Green Eggs and Hamlet

I wonder if Ian would ever forgive me if I did a student production of this?

I would not could not kill the king. I would not poison anything.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

If you ever mistook me for someone of intelligence...

Ah yes, and now it's time for that post that many of you probably knew was inevitably coming at about this time today.

I'm an idiot. Oh yes.

Robert Munch was infact not at the school doing his storytelling/booksigning today. No, he was here yesterday. When I finally double checked my ticket upon arriving at the empty Frasier Auditorium today at 1pm I saw "Saturday October 22nd" printed quite clearly across it.

"But Liz," you might ask, "How could you forget to double check the date and time for the opportunity to hear the author of your all time favourite book, and one of your childhood heroes speak... Not to mention the chance to have that very book that you've owned since your childhood signed by the man himself... And never mind the possiblity of meeting the man who wrote the story that you have recited a thousand times to children at camp and made your personal camp counselor 'thing'... How Liz could you forget to check your ticket?"

Because I'm a huge fricken idiot.

I'm going home now, to go and read my Dave Matthews Band tickets at least sixty times to make sure I haven't gotten anything wrong. Then I am eating a lot of ice cream and hugging my Annie doll.

Happy Day


I'm off to meet Robert Munch!

I've Been Drinking and Here's What I Think III: Revenge of the Zinfandale

A few important thoughts:

1. It would be better if I didn't go to see Robert Munch speak tomorrow morning with a hang-over

2. Hi Erica! I didn't know you read my blog until tonight... HI!!

3. Angelo: I remember the picture. And in my current mental state I say post it, I bet I look sexy in it!

4. Stephie makes me smile, she's so great.

5. Again to Erica: I left your pearls somewhere in your room. Thank you for letting me borrow them, they made me feel very fancy. And chaste :)

That is all.

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

And finally... The Wedding Story!

Yes that's right, almost four months later... it's the blog about my Aunt's wedding. For those that don't know, this summer my Aunt Bev got married. Her husband, John is the priest at her Church St David's in Welland, which is where they got married.
They got married by the minister at my home parish (who frequently asks if I'm attending services here in Sudbury to which I reply "umm... well there aren't really any Anglican churches nearby"... for people that don't know I go to a school located directly next to an Anglican chapel). At any rate! It was a lovely service and I have a couple of pictures that my Aunt sent me.

This is my brother and I with my Aunt (centre obviously) at the rehearsal dinner.

You see, John is the priest at the church, but he is the groom in this service and Lynn is SUPPOSED to be running everything. My aunt is cracking up because John thinks he's in charge. His children Chris and Julia are the ones in the pews laughing.

I have an issue with this picture. You see when you're in the bridal party people take pictures of you through the ENTIRE service. For 1 and a bit hours you stand and people photograph you from all different directions and I SWEAR I smiled for like 2 straight hours that day. They must have caught me at the ONE second that I wasn't.

This is such a great pic. My aunt looked so beautiful. She had just the perfect dress and she is absolutely glowing in this picture.

Here's me and my fella at the after party. What a cutie pie.

Congrats to my Aunt and John!

PS: For people that know Ian. John grew up in the same area of Hamilton/Dundas as Ian and knew him as a little kid.One time John was in "one of the plays that Ian used to write and put on with the kids in the neighborhood in his basement". Which is probably the cutest thing I've ever heard about Ian.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

Part 2

Part 2 of the list of things I'm going to buy when I get my first $10million movie contract:

-real Ritz crackers, no more of this Equality brand crap

-The Empty Space by Peter Brooke

-In fact, perhaps I'll even invest in my own copy of Acting with Style

-a hole-punch

-a remote control for my VCR

-the services of a seastress to get my pants hemmed (is it so hard to make 28" inseams for a 30" waist?)

-a pair of "character shoes" (I don't actually know what these are, but I hear they're something I ought to have)

-William Shatner's recent CD "Has Been"

-All of the Cheat Commandos Playsets and Toys

-an actual White Stripes poster (instead of just having the pictures from the calendar)

-a bucket for my mop

-finally, something that I might not be able to wait for my movie contract for... The Fraggle Rock Season 1 DVD

There are about three other DVDs that I'm desperate for right now:
Clone High (although I already have these burnt)
Revenge of the Sith (November 2nd I believe)
and Futurama Volume 4 (has all my favourite episodes)

None of these however are quite as vital to my survival as Fraggle Rock. I suppose until then I still have my tapes.

*On that note. Jerry Juhl died a couple of weeks ago. He was a writer for Fraggle Rock, The Muppet Show, Sesame Street and the good Muppet movies. His writing was the heart of the Muppets and Fraggle Rock and I was sad to hear of his passing.

Feel the water flowing.
Feel it coming, feel it going.
In the river, in the rain and in the sky.

One day it's an ocean.
One day ice in motion.
One day it's a tear drop in your eye.

It's just a dream away.
You've got to leave to stay.
We'll meet again someday,
Just a dream away.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Acting Journals

A journal entry about how I don't do my acting journals.

Even though I know that they are beneficial and important to my development as an actor...
I would rather go on the internet and look at funny things.

Because that's the kind of person I am.

Thursday, October 13, 2005


If it weren't for these quizzes, I'm not sure I'd even have a blog...

1. What high school did you go to?
Cayuga Secondary School

2. What year did you graduate?

3. What was your favorite band(s) or artist(s)?
The Strokes
... wow look at the tremendous change in my musical taste :S sheesh
OK- what do I not really listen to now?

Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Barenaked Ladies
Great Big Sea
The Foo Fighters
Smash Mouth
Sarah Maglaughlin
Alanis Morisette

4. What was your favourite outfit?
whatever was clean

5. What was up with your hair?
short and a little spikey in the back- sort of how I did it in November/December of 2003 for people who knew me then.

6. Who were your best friends?
Dan, Sutor, Emily, Tammy, Trish, Menta and Jason

7. What did you do after school?

8. Where did you work?
In my last year? Subway

9. Did you take the bus to school?
I actually managed to get the car most days. And the van until I wrecked that. Stupid bee.

10. Who did you have a crush on?
In a three year lapse of all self-respect and intelligence, Ryan.

11. Who did you date?
All kinds of guys... there was ummmm.. *cough krisphobof and *cough befishmimen...

12. Did you fight with your parents?
Yes, but always about totally trivial things

13. Did you ever have detention?
Once. I skipped school to help out with set-up for a student council event. Yes that is the dorkiest detention story ever.

14. What was your favorite subject?

15. Who did you have a Celebrity crush on?
oh wow, this is actually more embaressing than Ryan... Ben Affleck

16. Did you smoke?
smoke what?

17. Did you lug all your books in your backpack?
And how. One year I finally got my Toronto Maple Leafs backpack :D

18. What was the best event ever?
The Memorial Baseball Tournaments :p
That I didn't organize: We had a sock-hop in Grade 10 and dressed for the 50s

19. Did you have a clique?
I'm not sure i could have if I'd wanted one

20. Where was your Senior Prom?
An old restored train station in Hamilton

21. Did you have a "Max" like on Saved by the Bell?
Cayuga has a subway, an IGA, a hockey arena and a pizzaria named Chewie's that probably infringes on any number of copyright laws. But that's IT.

22. Were you popular?
No... no... no.

23. Who did you want to be like?
Anyone not living in Cayuga.

24. What did you want to be when you grew up?
a physiotherapist

25. Where did you think you'd be at the age you are now?
I guess finishing my fourth year of biology at Trent, applying to various physiotherapy schools with top marks in my science classes. What can I say? I wasn't that bright.

26. What was the colour of your yearbook?
I can't even describe some of them. They were every colour of the tacky rainbow.


28. What was your school Mascot?
The Warrior. The stereotypically offensive native warrior.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Weblog: Stardate 101205 My five year mission... to have a much more exciting life to write about in five years

I have to confess, I'm a little jealous. My brother has his first credit on imdb. Lucky little bugger.

Hi Ashley! Thank you for visitting :D

Here's a random picture for kicks:

Sunday, October 09, 2005

As Time Goes By

Happy 1,576,800th minute anniversary Jenny and Andrew! May you have another 39,420,000 minutes and more!

And no, I didn't deliberatly log on at midnight to do this, it just worked out that way.

Unrelated: Part 1 of the List of things I'm going to buy when I get my first $10million movie contract.

- 3 pairs of black socks
- a new shower curtain (one with two parts-for inside and outside of the tub)
- a new frying pan
- the $7.99 VHS copy of Coffee and Cigarettes at Hart
- conditioner that costs more than $2.50/bottle
- a television that is adaptable to both VHS and DVD players and does not have rabbit ears or a dial
- a zip-up binder
- some hanging plants for the hanging plants hooks that are all over my ceiling
- decorative pillows for the couches in my living room
- 1 knife, 3 forks and 4 spoons to make a full set of 8 each
- that copy in Chapters of the complete works of Maya Angelou
- an alarm clock that plays music to wake up to instead of beeping loudly
- a ticket to see a non pay-what-you-can performance of an STC production

To be continued...

Happy Tofuturkey Day!

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
4. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
7. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.

1. You now weigh twenty pounds more than me, and are a little over 6 inches taller
2. movie-Half Baked/song-Pretty Fly for a White Guy
3. Your title is: "Hazardous Waste"
4. Well I don't remember anything before age 5, so I'm going to say, my fifth birthday party
5. monkey (it runs in the family)
6. What's your favourite movie? I've realized I don't know, and that's kind of sad.

1. You have really great teeth.
2. movie-Monty Python's Quest for the Holy Grail/song-Wouldn't it be Nice?
3. You and your puny earth questionaire. Our moon questionaires are lightyears ahead of yours.
4. You were sitting playing guitar and singing with Courtney on the picnic table outside the dining hall. You were wearing that greenish hat and a blue T-Shirt.
5. Teddy Bear :D
6. What's a sweet guy like you doin' with a crazy gal like me?

1. You're the eleventh Andrew I've known
2. movie-Adaptation/song-obviously R.C., also #41 (live at Luther)
3. awkward silence... So what did you and Liz do all day? We screwed.
4. Much Ado About Nothing- I seem to recall some guy with long hair playing the guitar
5. Hedgehog. If you do end up getting one, it will be one of those pets that are like their owners things.

6. You might have told me this before but... what is your all time favourite song?

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Comes around, goes around

Leave your name and
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
4. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
5. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
6. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
7. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.

If you don't have a blogspot account, send me an email (Liz V and Scott, that's you guys :p)

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Back in Black

This should be the first new post of my now fully functioning Blog.

I kept thinking of things to write about over the last few days, but they've all pretty much escaped me now.

Sin City is a very cool movie. Someone tried to tell me today that it was only good because of the black & white/not-so-random colourization. He was like "If it was the same movie, only fully in colour it would have sucked". Well duh. It was an entire style. Yes the black and white thing was "artsy" but it was in keeping with the accurate following of the comic... sorry graphic novel :) and with the film noire genre. At any rate, very cool movie.

Aha! Now I remember...

I was watching an episode of the Simpsons on Sunday, it's one of the new ones where the kids at school tease Lisa about her weight until she develops an eating disorder. Comedic moments in the episode feature Lisa refusing to eat, working out compulsively and binging on a giant cake. HILLARIOUS. "In case you couldn't tell I was being sarcastic". Well duh.
The show has been sucking pretty hardcore over the last couple of years, but this was a pretty sad plunge, even for them. It wouldn't bother me so much if it weren't a common social attitude that people having these problems are "weak" or "anti-feminist" as Lisa herself calls it. This isn't a choice that women make. It's an actual medical condition linked to depression and all kinds of other health problems that people have very little control over.
They also portray it as coming from a couple of days worth of two or three kids on the playground teasing her, rather than, what many young girls experience, years of humiliation at school and harassment from parents or other authority figures. One manequin in the mall with unrealistic measurements does not make a person "want to be" anorexic.
I'm sure that someone could make the same argument for the treatment of Homer's alcoholism. This is also a widely misunderstood disease, but at least through Barney's rehabilitation and the odd episode with Homer they treat it with SOME quantity of respect. I suppose they don't treat most things with respect. I guess I'm mostly frustrated with the societal attitude towards this issue. People talk about celebrities like "Oh my god she's so skinny, that is so wrong" as though it's gossip or it's like they just found out they kill puppies.

*breath* breath*

alright ranting done :)

I have to go and finish up my laundry. When I return I will think happy thoughts and have a nice healthy lunch.