I couldn't be prouder to live in this city. We have rallied for years to bring back the Jets, and finally after fifteen years we got our team back.
And just recently without a reason Wizard World cancelled The Central Canada Comic Convention, taking all the guests and hope and dreams of people meeting such talented people as Adam West, Burt Ward, Ray Park, and any other celebrity that Wizard World has promised.
Many people were and are still mad and outright disgusted that this has happened without so much as a warning. Feelings of anger and betrayal fill my heart as I stare at the blank page of the Wizard World C4 page that once listed the many guests that were supposed to show. All that it says now is: We are sorry, the requested page is no longer available. Like we are just supposed to forget that we spend months on making our costumes, preparing what we want to say to our idols, and making sure our skin isn't covered in zits, for it all to not happen at all. I'm sorry that just isn't acceptable.
As we plotted to go out in costume and take the streets with signs and anger and rally in front of the CTV building in order to get our voices heard, one man heard our cries and saved Comic Con.
Michael Paille of Raven Toys, Comics & Games flew in and saved the day, ensuring all of us panicking nerds that C4 will still happen. In less than 24 hours the Convention Center was booked, plans for a garage sale for fundraising was planned, and a new venue to rally has been put into place. With dozens of volunteers offering their support and tying up Mikes phone lines, its almost overwhelming to see the amount of support that our community is giving to ensure that there is a convention to go to in October. Mike even worked hard on creating a new website for The Central Canada Comic Con.
There is one celebrity I do have to thank as well, Jack O'Halloran, who is a retired boxer and has appeared in Superman 1 and 2 and several other movies since 1975. He has shown his support for our comic con and deserves to have a permanent spot on our celebrity panel.
No word as of yet from Wizard World about the reason why they have cancelled the convention. Several tweets, e-mails, and facebook posts have been made to find answers but none are to be had. There is supposed to be a press release in a few days, but I feel that they should have released one when they made the decision to cancel rather than leave us scrambling and confused. I feel that Wizard World might suffer the same fate as their once great magazine.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Wow its been a while since I've posted something here. I've been busy with life and work and friends....Ok I've been lazy and facebooking too much.
Alot has happened since Christmas. I've been helping out with an internet radio station called The Hot 100 Radio We play top 40 music, and it has been a blast. I've met some real interesting people, and got back into listening to pop music because of it. Before I mostly listened to Classic Rock and Country.
I'm still slaving away at Starbucks, trying hard to get full time but alas I am still part time. I am going to be sending out mass amounts of resumes out in the next while to get myself a broadcasting job(Even if its cleaning toilets at CBC)
I also have plans to see if i can get a part time job at MTS as a cellphone and accessory sales clerk, that should be fun and fill up the time that is needed for a full work week.
I finally signed up for twitter, so far its interesting.
David Hasslehoff is my follower.... I found out he's a fellow nerd, he's awesome.
That's about it right now. I will be posting a blog later that is more serious, its about my life. Its taking a bit longer than I hoped it would, but part 1 should be up in the next few days.
have a good one peeps!!
Alot has happened since Christmas. I've been helping out with an internet radio station called The Hot 100 Radio We play top 40 music, and it has been a blast. I've met some real interesting people, and got back into listening to pop music because of it. Before I mostly listened to Classic Rock and Country.
I'm still slaving away at Starbucks, trying hard to get full time but alas I am still part time. I am going to be sending out mass amounts of resumes out in the next while to get myself a broadcasting job(Even if its cleaning toilets at CBC)
I also have plans to see if i can get a part time job at MTS as a cellphone and accessory sales clerk, that should be fun and fill up the time that is needed for a full work week.
I finally signed up for twitter, so far its interesting.
David Hasslehoff is my follower.... I found out he's a fellow nerd, he's awesome.That's about it right now. I will be posting a blog later that is more serious, its about my life. Its taking a bit longer than I hoped it would, but part 1 should be up in the next few days.
have a good one peeps!!
Thursday, February 24, 2011
FOSTER CARE AND COMICS
I once posted on my Facebook page "How does one know she's a sociopath? Is there a quiz or is that something a therapist is supposed to give you drugs for?"
I was not expecting to have such an amazing conversation with my fellow Facbookers. Through this conversation I learned a lot about one person in particular who inspired me to write this blog. Its only fair to give you all a look inside my own life and struggles.
I grew up in foster care, from the age of 5 till I was 19. My mom was an alcoholic who chose a path in life which meant her kids came second. I am the youngest, I have two sisters who seem more like acquaintances then siblings. We are nothing alike and have very little in common. I do blame how we were raised but at the same time I chose to go a different path then them. I had my sister (who I will call Echo Girl to protect her identity) who protected me all through elementary and a bit through junior high whenever she'd come visit me, and even at home from our Grandma and uncle, after our Grandfather died, who abused me because I was the weaker one and couldn't fight back.
Growing up was never easy, I've been the target of bullies all through school and even in my foster homes, I was pushed to the breaking point of my anger many times. I became a chronic liar because I was made to become one, no one would take my word as truth because for some reason they deemed me as a liar. So in order to survive I lied about everything. Guilt eventually got the best of me as i grew up and now I can't even be dishonest or I can get ill. (Enter Frasier reference here)
I remember reading alot as a kid, anything i could get my hands on. Archie Comics and Sonic were my favorites because it gave me characters I wish i could escape with. Even cartoons I watched were a way of escaping any turmoil in my life. I had a very wild imagination, I was able to become my favorite characters and communicate with other characters to make myself feel better. Even Video games were an escape from my reality. Mario, Zelda, Resident Evil became my ultimate favorite to portray and recreate stories for.
I am a very social person, but because of the way I grew up I was a forced "loner" I hated every moment of it. But I used my imagination to make myself feel like I wasn't alone. Some therapists might accuse me of being Schizophrenic because I'll admit, I did have conversations with myself, but I assure you I am perfectly normal. I had to over come a lot of my own fears by myself, and I have to hand it to the comics and cartoons I watched and read for saving my life.
The X-Men became part of my daily survival plan when 1995 hit. The cartoon let me to the comics, comics let me to learning as much as I could about each character, and even developing my own characters. I even used my Barbies as the X-men, acting out epic battles and amazing storylines with my foster sister.
I met my husband in high school and as we got to know each other I began to admire his skills and knowledge for old cars. Before my Grandfather died we would always wash his Cadillac and I learned how to baby a vehicle. I guess the old saying is true, a woman will marry a guy like her father, since I didn't know my father, my Grandpa became that father figure.
I warned my husband at the time that we started to date that I have quite a few comics, and I will always enjoy them, if you ask me to get rid of them I will show you the door. He told me he was a collector too plus he had a lot of his old toys from his childhood. We have been happy collecting toys and comics since.
I do not wish for people to feel sorry for me, nor do I want you to view me as a person who thinks that Child and Family Services owes me for the hell they put me through. I found my therapy, I'm not perfect and I may have a few issues that I have yet to work on. But I survived for 28 years with nothing more than a love for cartoons, few comics, and a vivid imagination to keep me company.
I was not expecting to have such an amazing conversation with my fellow Facbookers. Through this conversation I learned a lot about one person in particular who inspired me to write this blog. Its only fair to give you all a look inside my own life and struggles.
I grew up in foster care, from the age of 5 till I was 19. My mom was an alcoholic who chose a path in life which meant her kids came second. I am the youngest, I have two sisters who seem more like acquaintances then siblings. We are nothing alike and have very little in common. I do blame how we were raised but at the same time I chose to go a different path then them. I had my sister (who I will call Echo Girl to protect her identity) who protected me all through elementary and a bit through junior high whenever she'd come visit me, and even at home from our Grandma and uncle, after our Grandfather died, who abused me because I was the weaker one and couldn't fight back.
Growing up was never easy, I've been the target of bullies all through school and even in my foster homes, I was pushed to the breaking point of my anger many times. I became a chronic liar because I was made to become one, no one would take my word as truth because for some reason they deemed me as a liar. So in order to survive I lied about everything. Guilt eventually got the best of me as i grew up and now I can't even be dishonest or I can get ill. (Enter Frasier reference here)
I remember reading alot as a kid, anything i could get my hands on. Archie Comics and Sonic were my favorites because it gave me characters I wish i could escape with. Even cartoons I watched were a way of escaping any turmoil in my life. I had a very wild imagination, I was able to become my favorite characters and communicate with other characters to make myself feel better. Even Video games were an escape from my reality. Mario, Zelda, Resident Evil became my ultimate favorite to portray and recreate stories for.
I am a very social person, but because of the way I grew up I was a forced "loner" I hated every moment of it. But I used my imagination to make myself feel like I wasn't alone. Some therapists might accuse me of being Schizophrenic because I'll admit, I did have conversations with myself, but I assure you I am perfectly normal. I had to over come a lot of my own fears by myself, and I have to hand it to the comics and cartoons I watched and read for saving my life.
The X-Men became part of my daily survival plan when 1995 hit. The cartoon let me to the comics, comics let me to learning as much as I could about each character, and even developing my own characters. I even used my Barbies as the X-men, acting out epic battles and amazing storylines with my foster sister.
I met my husband in high school and as we got to know each other I began to admire his skills and knowledge for old cars. Before my Grandfather died we would always wash his Cadillac and I learned how to baby a vehicle. I guess the old saying is true, a woman will marry a guy like her father, since I didn't know my father, my Grandpa became that father figure.
I warned my husband at the time that we started to date that I have quite a few comics, and I will always enjoy them, if you ask me to get rid of them I will show you the door. He told me he was a collector too plus he had a lot of his old toys from his childhood. We have been happy collecting toys and comics since.
I do not wish for people to feel sorry for me, nor do I want you to view me as a person who thinks that Child and Family Services owes me for the hell they put me through. I found my therapy, I'm not perfect and I may have a few issues that I have yet to work on. But I survived for 28 years with nothing more than a love for cartoons, few comics, and a vivid imagination to keep me company.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
MY WAY OF HAVING A STRESS FREE HOLIDAY
The Holidays are upon us....AHHHHH STRESS. But have no fear, I am here to make things go more smoothly for next year.
Like many families I find money to be real tight during the month of December. I am one of those real bad procrastinators. I shop pretty well last minute. But there's a few things that you can do with your family to make it easier on the budget as well as making sure everyone gets exactly what they want.
1. PICK NAMES OUT OF A HAT:
This is done in my family so that we don't go broke trying to find gifts for 20 people. I have two sets of family so we like to set an amount on how much to spend on each other.
2. HAVE A POTLUCK DINNER:
Decide who will bring which food item, that way everyone contributes to the meal and the person who's hosting the event doesn't feel stressed about not having dinner done on time.
3. BUDGET:
This word is like a swear word for me, but it needs to be done especially during the holidays. Watch how much you spend, and make sure you have enough money for the bills. The cable and the Water Companys never sleep during the month of December.
4. DON'T BE A GRINCH
OR A SCROOGE:
Just because you don't feel the holiday cheer doesn't mean your family has to suffer. Put on a happy face and keep your grumpiness to yourself. So what if you found out Santa isn't real and your mom and dad have been eating the cookies and milk you left for him. Santa at one point was a real man who's name really was a Saint Nick....do your own research people, and please don't leave this out when raising your kids. They need to know the difference between the Coke-a-Cola Santa and the real one.
I hope that helps.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEEPS
Like many families I find money to be real tight during the month of December. I am one of those real bad procrastinators. I shop pretty well last minute. But there's a few things that you can do with your family to make it easier on the budget as well as making sure everyone gets exactly what they want.
1. PICK NAMES OUT OF A HAT:
This is done in my family so that we don't go broke trying to find gifts for 20 people. I have two sets of family so we like to set an amount on how much to spend on each other.
2. HAVE A POTLUCK DINNER:
Decide who will bring which food item, that way everyone contributes to the meal and the person who's hosting the event doesn't feel stressed about not having dinner done on time.
3. BUDGET:
This word is like a swear word for me, but it needs to be done especially during the holidays. Watch how much you spend, and make sure you have enough money for the bills. The cable and the Water Companys never sleep during the month of December.
4. DON'T BE A GRINCH
OR A SCROOGE:
Just because you don't feel the holiday cheer doesn't mean your family has to suffer. Put on a happy face and keep your grumpiness to yourself. So what if you found out Santa isn't real and your mom and dad have been eating the cookies and milk you left for him. Santa at one point was a real man who's name really was a Saint Nick....do your own research people, and please don't leave this out when raising your kids. They need to know the difference between the Coke-a-Cola Santa and the real one.
I hope that helps.
HAPPY HOLIDAYS PEEPS
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Catfish Documentary
Yesterday I was offered a ticket to a pre-screening of a documentary about a photographer, Nev Shulman, who comes into contact with an eight year old painter, Abby and her family.
I was told at first that it was about two people who met on facebook and the documentary fallows the two in their daily routines of communication. Well I was expecting some very cheesy love story of how the two fell in love over the net. But that was clearly not the case as my friend and I sat intrigued in this roller coaster of plot twists and scandal.
I have met some pretty decent people over the net and am surprised later when I find out their real names aren't even what they say they are. and Yes even I have my aliases online. However I don't make an elaborate storyline of my life of how I'm a secret agent hit woman with super powers, and can suck the blood out of your heart using a device that looks like a handy vac. Although that would make for an awesome character in a comic book....hmmmmm....note to self start writing about said character.
Anyway back to the reason why I'm writing this blog. Nev Shulman's brother and best friend decide to document this strange relationship as it unfolds into complete dissaray and nothing is as it seems. I am surprised I didn't see this guy cry. The emotions that you go through watching this movie is almost like a woman with a hormonal imbalance. One moment your laughing, next your crying, then your angry, and then your happy again.
There were few things that did bug me about this documentary though.
1.The camera angles were frustrating. I know that cameras now have a function called zoom but that doesn't mean we want to see up the persons nose the whole time he's on screen.
2. I am thrilled to see that google maps and a GPS helped you track down this person, however, using it as a way to fill up minutes so there would be no holes in your story was just that a waist of time. I'm sure you have footage of your crazy car games that you played to keep each other from jumping out of the car of boredom.
3. Many shots were grainy, I know you wanted to see the story from all angles so you used all the cameras you had at your disposal. but it was a bit distracting to go from a great HD shot and then to a grainy digital shot of the same angle.
Now I am in no way a professional film maker, all my vids I do online I use to edit on Windows Movie Maker and I think I do a great job with editing my stuff together. But you guys have had your hands on expensive equipment why did it look like juveniles put it together?
Keep in mind I do not do alot of movie critiquing because I like to make sure that other people form their own opinions on what a movie is like. I hate movie critiques. All to often they will pick apart a real great movie and then say nothing bad about the crappy film.
"Catfish" is a great film and I do recommend going to see it. Nev Shulman and company, I wish you well in your endeavors. Please don't take my critiques to heart I work as a barista and I do have hopes to one day work in a radio station, so my experience on making films are from what I learned in Broadcasting school. Thanks for sharing this film to the world.
And as for the morons who are online messing with people and thinking that there is no harm in messing with someones head, I hope you will see this movie and think twice before you get too involved.
Have a good one peeps.
Friday, October 1, 2010
THE WEIGH IN
I have always felt uneasy about myself and felt like I was ugly. I have always been a busty woman and it has been hard to find proper fitting clothes for my body type without going to expensive high end stores.
Growing up I was made fun of a lot and targeted by bullies. As my 20's went by I started to feel better with myself and my confidence started to grow, and so did the weight. In the last few years I have stopped being active and more lazy. I am finding it hard to motivate myself to get out of the house and walk.
I have recently became a member of the YMCA and thought that my sister would be my motivation to get me in better shape. But she hasn't been the best motivator. I'm finding I've been going to the gym more on my own.
I love working out, I love the way I feel after going to the gym. No drug in the world can give you an adrenalin rush more than the hour or two you spend on toning and cardio. I love feeling like a super hero, and I hope by this time next year I will look like one.
Just recently my co-workers and I have decided to do a Biggest Loser contest. Now I am a very competitive person and I do enjoy the fact that there are other people who are interested in getting into shape, and losing weight. I am thinking that it would be awesome to have a personal trainer come into our store and talk to everyone about the safety of working out and the do's and do not's of losing weight. Just in case there are some of you planning on using any means necessary to lose the pounds.
I want to be healthy but I do not want to rely on drugs to get me there. I have had some serious health problems that came about this past year and it could be attributed to my weight gain and unhealthy eating habits. But I refuse to have doctors tell me I need to go on medication to calm the acid that has hindered me from enjoying Mexican and East Indian Food. At one time I could eat a Jalapeno with out flinching, now if I eat mild salsa my throat feels like it will start to erupt lava. I will lose this weight under my own power and I will once again have a taco salad with spicy cheese sauce.
I do not want to use diet pills either. I think the less chemicals we put into our body the better our immune system is. Why rely on drugs to do the things that our own body is capable of on its own.
My one weakness is a cheese burger, and where I work I have the heavenly Golden Arches taunting me on a daily basis. In fact I have always wanted to go around Winnipeg shoving burgers down all those skinny bitches throats that look like their bones are about the walk out of their skin. But now I know that Fast Food is Evil and a salad wouldn't kill you.
I used to weigh 140 lbs
but now I weigh 195 lbs
Thats not sexy anymore....even tho I like to pretend I am. Its time to rethink the greasy burger and fries and start eating better, exorcising more, and making sure that the remaining years of my 20's are not spent bed ridden and unhealthy.
I hope this has inspired you to make a change in your life. stay tuned for updates on how my rode to victory is going.
Growing up I was made fun of a lot and targeted by bullies. As my 20's went by I started to feel better with myself and my confidence started to grow, and so did the weight. In the last few years I have stopped being active and more lazy. I am finding it hard to motivate myself to get out of the house and walk.
I have recently became a member of the YMCA and thought that my sister would be my motivation to get me in better shape. But she hasn't been the best motivator. I'm finding I've been going to the gym more on my own.
I love working out, I love the way I feel after going to the gym. No drug in the world can give you an adrenalin rush more than the hour or two you spend on toning and cardio. I love feeling like a super hero, and I hope by this time next year I will look like one.
Just recently my co-workers and I have decided to do a Biggest Loser contest. Now I am a very competitive person and I do enjoy the fact that there are other people who are interested in getting into shape, and losing weight. I am thinking that it would be awesome to have a personal trainer come into our store and talk to everyone about the safety of working out and the do's and do not's of losing weight. Just in case there are some of you planning on using any means necessary to lose the pounds.
I want to be healthy but I do not want to rely on drugs to get me there. I have had some serious health problems that came about this past year and it could be attributed to my weight gain and unhealthy eating habits. But I refuse to have doctors tell me I need to go on medication to calm the acid that has hindered me from enjoying Mexican and East Indian Food. At one time I could eat a Jalapeno with out flinching, now if I eat mild salsa my throat feels like it will start to erupt lava. I will lose this weight under my own power and I will once again have a taco salad with spicy cheese sauce.
I do not want to use diet pills either. I think the less chemicals we put into our body the better our immune system is. Why rely on drugs to do the things that our own body is capable of on its own.
My one weakness is a cheese burger, and where I work I have the heavenly Golden Arches taunting me on a daily basis. In fact I have always wanted to go around Winnipeg shoving burgers down all those skinny bitches throats that look like their bones are about the walk out of their skin. But now I know that Fast Food is Evil and a salad wouldn't kill you.
I used to weigh 140 lbs
but now I weigh 195 lbs
Thats not sexy anymore....even tho I like to pretend I am. Its time to rethink the greasy burger and fries and start eating better, exorcising more, and making sure that the remaining years of my 20's are not spent bed ridden and unhealthy.
I hope this has inspired you to make a change in your life. stay tuned for updates on how my rode to victory is going.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
DEAR FACEBOOK
Dear Mark Zuckerberg (owner of Facebook)
WHY DO YOU SUCK?
There are so many problems with your site. It crashes computers, the privacy is non existent, and the list just goes on.
I have to admit that I joined Facebook after my Myspace friends weren't chatting anymore. I didn't like the fact of joining yet another social networking site to meet people. I am already a part of many online groups and I have probably well over five thousand friends if you put them all together. But the ones I actually talk to are maybe a hundred.
I have always liked Myspace better because People actually talked at one point. There were no invites to join stupid groups, add dumb applications, and the most ridiculous quizzes. Reality check people: Twilight sucks, I do not need to know what character I am more like because I am me. Until they make a movie about me, I will always be LIKE ME!!! (NO by the way i haven't seen Twilight and no i do not EVER wish to waist my time on dumb crap like that)
Facebook needs to stop fiddling with their privacy controls because you aren't the government, If I really want the whole world to know that I like dancing in pink frilly underwear I will make a Youtube video about it. And if you do work for the government then please let us know which party you represent so we don't vote for you next election.
You guys are like the annoying parent who takes out the FAMILY ALBUM around strangers and gives out way too much info about us. Like really I only mentioned Photobucket to a friend just casually. When did I agree for you to post my Photobucket link on to my page?
This is STRIKE 2 for you, I am not looking forward to STRIKE 3. And if your wondering what STRIKE 1 was. well remember when my group went missing because YOU deleted it on me. That was uncalled for and I do apreciate that you apologized for it and brought it back but when you didn't ask for my permission on allowing another website access my facebook page, that i feel was a breach in our contract.
So please in the future when trying to come up with new ideas to make your site more user friendly think of all those people who are in Witness Protection Agencies, you wouldn't want all your info accessible to murders, rapists and the government would you?
Thanks for your time
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Willow Skylor
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