This Saturday (rain day Sunday) postbear, SharkBoy and I are having a garage sale! 90% of the proceeds going to Toronto’s PWA and the other 10% going to my ScotiaBank AIDS walk (have you donated yet? GO!).
Below are two concept posters from our warm fuzzy friend, postbear (clicky go biggie):
And of course, the one we’re going with…
We hope to see you there!
I’ve currently have 10 people coming along on the AIDS Walk event on Sept 23rd, which is awesome… but I’m finding it a bit difficult to find a room for all of us to change in, particularly closer to the event. We could change at Casa De RoboShark but it’s a 5 block walk to the starting line and I’d like the troop to be fresh for the event.
I tried contacting the AIDS Walk event planners, hoping I could get a spot in the school but was turned down due to security reasons. I understand that. She sounded genuine and enthusiastic to see us, though!
Then I tried emailing the 519… you’d think a building dedicated to the support of the community would gladly open it’s doors to a group earning money for AIDS research. The response I got suggested they didn’t really read my carefully worded email. One line, paraphrasing: “We can’t store things during the day” No “good luck” or “thanks for thinking of us”, just “no”. Hoo kay…
I’ve got a couple other places lined up and one or two I haven’t approached yet (one wants a $75 deposit, $40 insurance and $50 to “rent” the room… I’ll file that under second last resort) and keep pounding the streets around the corner of Church and Carlton!
Remember kids, AIDS hasn’t disappeared. We still have a lot of work to do to eradicate this disease from the world. So BE A TROOPER!
But somebody probably is.
And loading it up to YouTube.
I’m in the lower right corner, trying to get Leia to grind on me.
I have to say this whole Mars thing has got me in a tizzy!
It’s making me nostagic for the day we landed on the moon. Coincidentally, SharkBoy and I were both swimming with rubber boots on at our respective summer places back in July 20, 1969 (albeit in different provinces at the time) and we were both called in from the water to witness the moon landing on TV.
And now here we are on another planet with HD cameras and lasers! Been a long time coming.
Can you imagine sending this video back in time to NASA and saying “Keep going guys!” We’d have colonies by now.
Saturday I was up bright and early walking through Allan Gardens (ew…) with my hockey bag to get to the McDonalds washroom in the basement of the Atrium on Bay mall.
Yeah. Sheila E was in my head: “The Glamorous Life…!” kick the cymbal, lets move on.
Why was I hauling a hockey bag into the pee stained washroom of the basement of the Atrium on Bay? Why to dress into my Sandtrooper outfit, of course! Last Saturday the kids from the 501st helped Silver Snail move their shit to their new store on Yonge and Dundas. Epic style. I say “epic” because it’s pretty cool that you can get waaay more volunteers than you need to form a human chain from Spadina and Queen to Yonge and Dundas.
The day was nice, not too hot and the even well organized. It was great except for the few tweaking guys that insisted that cosplayers=punching bags. One of us got a headbutt to the chestplate “in fun” which prompted our organizer to go off on said tweaker… while he was dressed in full on Sith lord outfit. Pretty cool to watch.
Here’s some media for you:
Globe and Mail uses crappy Canadian Press Flash files and doesn’t allow embedding, so here’s the video link. I’m at 0:30 seconds in after the ad.
Fun little mention on Torontoist
Silver Snail’s Official Gallery
Pics from various cameras (I can’t credit you, if they’re yours! Comments to credit!)
Raw video from our guy on the street:
Yesterday I got new ink from Kate, over at Passage. I’m super stoked by it (as they say on those reality TV tattoo shows – I think they’re required by law to say “stoked” within every critique, but I digress).
It’s my 501st designation, if you’re wondering.
Not even a day since getting it, I’m already getting jokes:
Is it my Toronto Dominion PIN number?
You should go into CIBC and pretend to forget your number!
Etc…
I better get use to this.
But I don’t care. I’m loving it so far. Plan is to do a complete sleeve from wrist to elbow. Maybe “Vader’s Fist” in Galactic Basic?
I’m also really stoked for this year’s ScotiaBank AIDS walk. I’m walking again but with some help from the guys and gals from the 501st! We’re up to 5 characters so far, and I expect more to join.
Unfortunately I’m only $50 up at the time of writing this. So…
Is it weird SharkBoy found me naked, in the kitchen, bonding molded plastic parts I bought from England ($100) onto a $25 toy gun? Utterly unconcerned about what the neighbours could see?
Just for fun, ok?