Wendy's Excellent Canadian Adventure

Friday, July 22, 2011

So

I know it's literally been years since I've touched this blog, but I'm really happy to be back. On the off chance I'm not just talking to myself at this point, I'll catch you up to speed with my happenings. One year ago David & I moved the family (we are now 3 - I don't believe I've been here since Kieran was born in December of 2008) to British Columbia, just South of Vancouver. I absolutely love it here. It's everything Los Angeles isn't, even though they like to call it Hollywood North. Sure, there are some snooty folks up here, but nothing like Southern California. The vibe is just different.

I feel a little bad that I have no star sightings to share, but I'm pretty sure my cousin Courtney has picked up where I left off. She's lousy with the star sightings - and they're so much better than mine ever were. Although, seriously? I think Al Pacino at Target and Judd Nelson on Sunset were two that cannot be beat.

Of course, as anyone familiar with show business knows, Vancouver is chock full of production. It's also full of musicians. It's just a little different here. In fact, Bono himself was picked up hitchhiking a few weeks back in North Vancouver. Doubt he'd try that in North Hollywood.

So here I am, and here I shall stay. My LA friends have accused me of becoming Amish, and indeed, I am relishing the slower pace. I am picking berries, canning jams, baking bread... Damn. I need to get out my leather boots and hit the city soon before I lose my edge.

Oh, who am I kidding. I can wear my boots around the house.

I'm Back!!

You know what? I miss this blog. I've been writing over at Autism is A Trip and really loving it, but there's something missing... me. I just can't let my freak flag fly over there, so here I am. Batten down the hatches, bitches, I'm back... and I'm Canadian. ;)

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Posting from my iPod Touch. Things just got fun, y'all.

Sent from my iPod

Thursday, July 26, 2007

More Harry Potter

Cuz you just can't get enough, right? These are videos from the Grauman's Chinese event... (no celebs, just atmosphere... but who doesn't love atmosphere?).

Thursday, July 12, 2007

Petrificus Totalus

Oh yes, I do indeed love Harry Potter. So much I dragged my butt out of bed early on Monday (and you all know how friggin hard that was for me right now - baby gets me up to eat at 6:30am) and walked over to Grauman's Chinese to see Harry, Hermione and Ron put their hands, feet and wands in the cement. What follows are my pics of Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint - I know the pics aren't great, but I was across the street and my camera isn't exactly state-of-the-art. Some of the best shots are of the JumboTron... so it's kind of like I was standing out in the street in non-sensible shoes, in the heat with a whole bunch of Harry Potter fans, watching tv. Oh well, I was there and you weren't. Nyah.

The Honorary Mayor of Hollywood, Johnny Grant

Preeeeeetty girl.

Emma Watson gettin cementy.

Matthew Lewis (aka Neville Longbottom)

Oh, and yeah, I suck. I totally thought the thing was over, so I left the "cattle" area and crossed the street on my way home. Of course, that's when the cast came back out to sign autographs. See the guy in the red hat to the left of Matthew in this pic? That's where I was. I suck. Oh well, at least I was there. Nyah again.

Rupert Grint

Harry himself, Daniel Radcliffe. And if you haven't seen his episode of "Extras" yet, get thee to Netflix pronto. I'm waiting.

Whee. A week and a half till "The Deathly Hallows." Not that I'm counting or anything...

Sunday, July 01, 2007

Linkage

Check out the links I have added over there ------->
It's cool stuff I think you just might enjoy.

I'm good like that.

In my neighborhood, in my nay-bor-hoooood

Cirque du Soleil did a free performance at Hollywood & Highland yesterday...

Hot Damn, Part 2

I. Can. Not. Wait.

Hot Damn

For those of you who don't know... 3121 is PRINCE, baby. Prince. Down the street from my apartment, 7 Fridays in a row, live at the Roosevelt. And then hosting a dinner party afterward until 4am. Can I go? Oh hellllls no. Why, you ask? Because His Purple Badness commands $312.10 for a ticket to said event, and $3121.00 for the show and dinner. Plus, it's after my bedtime.