A satisfying finale.

I went to bed last night at 4am. It took 2 hours to fully download the streaming video for the final episode of Battlestar Gallactica. Upon finishing the semi-tearful good bye, I went to bed with a confused smile on my face.

This morning, having slept on it, I felt that the ending was very satisfying. Yes, a little cheesy at too many moments, but what finale isn't. My main concern before watching the episode was that it might feel crammed and rushed. They have to do so much in the mere 1 hour, 35 minutes and 34 seconds, but while watching it, I didn't feel that rush and shortness at all, like I have with some BSG episodes.

I feel like I should see it again today, despite being extremely excited for it before and during viewing the episode, I think I may have granpa-ed out in some scene and dozed off. That is a fault of my own, and not the holy makers of the show.

I am extremely sad to see the end of one of the best shows I have ever seen. I think the ending left enough and revealed enough to keep the story to exist in my imagination, and that is why I think the finale was satisfying.

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Here are my thoughts.
1: I think its hilarious that Galen is suggested to be the Highlander.
2: I'm not sure if I missed it, but Starbuck as the harbinger of death? Was that ever explained? She brought them back to Earth. I don't get it. I liked how she just disappeared though.
3: I thought all the flashbacks were kinda pointless when I first saw them, but I think it had to be used to create the feeling that the story wasn't being rushed.
4: Rosalyn's boy toy - hummana hummana.
5: I still find it hard to believe that Ellen was smart enough to create the other Cylons.
6: I was expecting something cooler with the death of the Kavil and the other Cylons and I thought that the final 5 would create some sort of miracle, but I liked what happened instead.
7: I don't think they have anything to worry about with the Cylon Centurions, they won't be back.
8: I cried a little when they shot Boomer.
9: The whole Opera house thing felt a little like they were trying to fit something in that didn't fit in properly.
10: Final minute with the Asimo type robots - brilliant.


The school girl crush continues

An interview with Queerty reveals even more about my Subway Hero. I was giggling like a school girl while reading this interview. *sigh*


Underwater volcano eruption

This eruption may have caused the 7.9 earthquake felt in Tonga 2 hours ago. Tsunami warnings have been made. This may explain the tremors felt in Australia that Ive been hearing friends talk about as well.

1. Technology is amazing. We can witness this eruption of a pretty remote place half way around the world and know about an earthquake that happened just 2 hours ago.
2. Nature will always kick Technology's ass big time.

A different way to think about creative genius

I'm gonna have to apologize. Im pretty sure that the next couple of posts are gonna be TED videos. A whole slew of TED videos just got released because the February conference just wrapped up.

Im inlove with this man.


Should I stay or should I go.

I have been in Toronto now since August and aside from the last bit of summer and OCAD, I really can't say that I like this city at all. I find myself constantly talking about Vancouver and consequently annoying myself and making Torontonians mad.

Last Wednesday I came home and saw the letter from Emily Carr University that I was told would arrive mid-April. I was beginning to get really comfortable in the in limbo and my routine of 17 hour days at OCAD was something that I absolutely loved. In the in between space of not knowing what I'm gonna do come September, I guess I started to feel stability in uncertainty. It was strange. Mistaken or not, I found the structure that I had been asking for. Perhaps I was so desperate to find it in a person, that it manifested instead into something else. And in that strangeness and uncertainty I began to like Toronto through the windows of OCAD. From the angle of the 5th floor window of the school's "tabletop", Grange park and the cityscape looked perfect. The weather is warm. Warm enough for me to ride my bike, Chaplin. The glint of the sun against the metallic blue of the AGO was almost Scandinavian, I bet I could fool myself. And it has been a while since I last seriously thought about Cory.

I tore the letter open and read the words that after 3 attempts were finally in front of me.
"Congratulations, we welcome you to Emily Carr University."
And as the words passed through my eyes, I set the letter down on my desk and walked towards the washroom to fix the broken toilet that Amar, my roommate, had texted me about earlier in the day. Perhaps its because it was 1 am and my mind was reeling with a combination of financial problems, excitement for a new piece and the butterflies of having to show my new work early the next morning, but the word "Congratulations" just seemed lackluster. Like instead of it made of solid silver, it was hollow and covered with aluminum foil instead.

I went to bed, defeated by the broken toilet and needing to go.
The next morning I woke up, the letter forgotten, already lost under books and bills somewhere on my desk.

He can do no wrong to me.

I don't care what this man has done, he makes incredible music.


In Here We Sit at Six o'Clock

In doing this piece, I thought a lot about the passing of time. The 2 main found materials used were a rocking chair and 3 Afghan blankets, both items that can be found in a nursery and a nursing home. I tried to commit a lot of the aesthetic towards a type of playfulness that I thought would work inside those 2 very different spaces. The title refers to both morning and night, as times that I felt when the chair and blanket would be used in those 2 worlds.