I am Not a Skinhead.

Hey there, how are you doing? Keepin' it sexual? Good.

Last night, during my bi-weekly hair trimming that I do all by myself (like a big boy) I accidentally switched up my 8mm guard (which I use for my hair) and no guard at all (which I use for beard trimming).

The end result (take a deep breath) is as follows....

Not to be confused with...
I still like blacks, jews, asians and mexicans. Every last one of them.

Moving on.

What's new?

Myself and my girlfriend Kristin Slaney (I know, we're still together, I didn't think it would last either), and Sher Clain (another Neptune Theatre Pre-Professional Training Program '07 graduate) have been having rehearsals for the film Scanner, written and directed by Daniel Jardine. We'll be shooting mid-April.

Scanner will be my 4th time working with Dan Jardine on a film, what can I say, the man has an irresistable smile.

Scanner will be Kristin's 5th time portraying a pregnant woman. What the fuck?

Mr. Jardine doing sound on some other film that doesn't matter.

One last note before I leave you longing for more; tomorrow night (Wed. 26th @ 8:00pm) is Night of the Killer Reel II hosted by Scott Thorne, at Ginger's Tavern (1662 Barrington St.) is a night of short horror films. The teaser for Parker Porkham by Sam Fisher will be featured in the lineup.


That's all for now, keep it fresh.

Building the GlenJMpire: Chapter Five.

CHAPTER FIVE:
“VHS FTW”
November 2001

Into my second year of high school and boredom was deeply settling in. This was the first time in over 5 years that I had absolutely no creative outlet. Help Wanted TV had just ended (as with all ties with Garden Hoe Productions), and so did Ultimate Wrestling Championship. What’s a teenaged boy to do?

I drank.

We all drank.

A lot.

To waste the time, and to try and get the opportunity to touch a female. One particularly foggy evening in November in Lunenburg, myself and Scott Bailey were drinking on a hill in front of Composites Atlantic (a Lunenburg trademark) before a “gig” (that’s cool-teenager-lingo for “rock concert”) when Scott pitched me the idea of a movie titled Mugshots.

He wanted to keep making the type of films we were making with Mike Nauss (and Garden Hoe Productions), but this time it would be on our own terms.

He proposed that since we knew fuck-all about HTML and internet-ing that we would just buy a camera, shoot a buttload of footage, and get it out to everyone in one glorious hour-long jam-packed VHS film.

I asked him what the title “Mugshots” meant. He said it was a double-entendre, that it could mean doing shots of booze with mugs, but it could also mean an actual mugshot (as if we were arrested). And I still think it’s a stupid fucking title.

Dumb title or not. I was drunk and I was psyched.


Soon thereafter, we entered the Pre-Production stages for Mugshots and after a few months, I purchased my first video camera, a Sony CCD-TRV108 Hi-8 CamCorder, and a whole bunch of tapes.

Summer came and we started shooting.
Half of us had our driver's licenses and none of us had a job, so we had a whole lot of spare time to kick around and film whatever. And boy, did we film a whole lot of "whatever".

This summer went on to be one of the randomest (not a word, I know), funnest summers I have ever had.

This was the first summer that we had, where we knew that the law couldn't touch us. Being under the age of 19, especially in a small town like Lunenburg, meant that the long arm of the law, was rather forgivable towards us, and our demographic.


Sporadic , is one way to describe that summer. Non-stop, random, and efficient all at once. It was a weird mixture of careless production.

The end of the summer was closing in, and we knew that we had some great footage on tape; but another thing we knew, was that we didn't have that "big" stunt. Scott called me one night and put forth the idea that he wanted to jump from the second floor of the Atlantic Super Store onto a check-out.

After some discussion, we planned out "the skit", and headed to the Super Store where Scott jumped from the second floor onto a check-out. Managers, cashiers, and other Super Store staff chased all around Bridgewater for about 3 hours in one of the greatest memories I will ever experience. I rendezvoused with Scott on the riverbed of the Lahave River then headed back to my Dad's where we played video games for a few hours until everything die down.

Principal photography on Mugshots was complete.Come November, I started telling people that Mugshots was coming late in November. Like an idiot, I left myself about 3 weeks to import, and edit an hour-long film. During these 3 weeks, I had school and exams, which are pretty stressful to begin with.

The editing was unbelievably frustrating on a PC that was already 3 years behind it's time.

I switched the release date to December 19th to allow myself to put the finishing touches on my baby.

Come the 19th, I had finished editing, and recording more than 50 copies of Mugshots, ready to be distributed.
Within the next year I had produced more than 150 copies of Mugshots (from San Fransisco to France) and everyone sincerely loved the film.

Everyone seemed to overlook some of the pacing issues I had with it (thanks to my time constraints), and really enjoyed the finished product.

Through the years, I have continually heard of people putting Mugshots on at parties, which has consistently brought a smile to my face.

Scott Bailey & Evan Mosher model to Mugshots tee-shirt

Looking back now, Mugshots was our send-off to our innocent/devious teenage years. We knew the end of our immunity was forthcoming, I'm just glad we managed get some of it on film before it was uncerimoniously snatched away on our separate 19th birthdays.


Thanks to absolutely everyone involved in Mugshots. It was one of the most triumphant projects ever undertaken in my life. Thank you to everyone, everyone involved and everyone who watched it.

Treevenge Cock-Tease!

Above is the teaser-poster for the upcoming short film written & directed by Jason Eisener, produced by Rob Cotterill (Yer Dead Inc.) that I will be featured in.

COMING SOON.

Stupid Foreigner Volume 2: NYC

Coming in June!

Filming May 5th. I have 14 hours at JFK Airport so I'm gonna be a tourist for the day. Shit's on.

Building the GlenJMpire: Chapter Four.

CHAPTER FOUR:
“Two Chapters With One Stone”
August 2001

I spent the Summer of 2001 begging my dearest Mother and Father to drive me to Mike Nauss’ house. A huge portion of those months were geared towards filming a new project for Brew Crew Productions, titled Help Wanted TV, a show that we made as a tribute to the Jackass/Tom Green craze that we all worshipped.

We would stroll into town with some random, vague idea of a skit, and film it, and see what reactions we would get from the general public. At 15 years old, there wasn’t much of a better way to spend my Summer vacation.

After a couple months, we were in our first year of high school at Park View Education Centre, and we had a good bundle of footage for the first episode of Help Wanted TV. Then news came in; there was going to be a film festival for the students of PVEC in late October. Episode 1 of Help Wanted TV was going to premiere in front of a live audience.

Kickarse!

In an attempt to promote our involvement in the festival, we brought the camera to school, and filmed a skit there. It was a rainy day when we went to the hill behind the school and started sliding down the hill at very high speeds, resulting in guaranteed pain. A crowd gathered to watch us throw ourselves down the hill, and laugh at our idiocies. The cherry on top, was when Scott Bailey decided to take his shirt off, and then run and slide bare-chested down the hill. The crowd laughed and gasped at the “V” on Scott’s chest, where his flesh was formerly located.

Tough as nails.

We had business cards that we gave out, and a decent sizeable fan-base that we took in (much bigger than any previous Brew Crew related work). Therefore, Scott and Mike renamed Brew Crew Productions, to Garden Hoe Productions.

A couple of weeks of editing on Mike’s part, then it was time to show-off episode 1 of Help Wanted TV at the festival!

People lost their shit that night laughing at Help Wanted TV, which felt really good. Surrounded by family, friends, and a whole bunch of people who never seen us before, we were on top of our own little world. Naturally, we went outside and jumped into bushes to celebrate.

After that, it was back to the grind-stone, filming and producing new episodes in all of our spare time. In Lunenburg County, word travels quickly, therefore, we were soon featured on a program on Eastlink Television, a channel that is broadcasted across Nova Scotia… the big time.

We were also interviewed for the Lunenburg newspaper, the Progress Enterprise. Check it out…

‘Help Wanted!’ may be a hit, but it’s not for everyone
Including the parents of most of its creators
January 2nd, 2002

Susan Corkum-Greek
scorkumgreek@lighthouse.ns.ca

LUNENBURG – Their wacky video website has developed quite a following, not just in Nova Scotia but as far away as Tampa Bay, Florida.
Still, the six young men behind internet-based Help Wanted! TV admit it’s not for everyone, nor usually their parents.
The site, which features shock-value stunts a la The Tom Green Show or the MTV segment known as Jackass, went online this past September and now gets up to 45 hits a day.
“That’s up from even a few weeks ago,” says the show’s technical mastermind, Mike Nauss.
Better still, fans are now asking for VHS copies of the show’s first episode, meaning the group could actually make money on the deal.
Mike explains the website-based show basically came about following two separate, though failed, attempts at similar shows in the past. The first being the original Help Wanted! TV, which lasted less than a day.
“It was basically a bunch of us sitting around watching Tom Green and deciding that we should make a show showing all the crazy things we do,” says one of the show’s most outrageous participants, Scott Bailey.
Armed with a video camcorder, he and his then Grade 7 classmates Taylor Daurie and Evan Mosher set out on a door-to-door quest during which they asked area residents for their personal views on a number of sexual fetishes.
At least one man did not find it funny. He telephoned Evan’s mother and she destroyed the tape.
Then two years ago, another group, this one headed by Mike, decided to create a television show using a webcam. At the time, Mike was already operating the most successful Tom Green fan site on the internet, getting in excess of 1,000 visits a day.
“That kind of weird, wacky humour just appealed to me. I never saw anything like it before,” he says. “So we decided it would be fun to make a show of the stuff we did.”
When technology failed them, the group settled for an internet radio show, known as The Brew Crew. The show has was the guys describe as moderate success, particularly once it picked up a couple of new members, namely Scott and friend Glen Matthews. It lasted until the next spring when infighting among group members caused it to fold.
A few months passed before Scott and Mike were at it again, devising an all-new Help Wanted! Site. It debuted in September with its current cast, including its aforementioned creators, original Help Wanted! Alumni Taylor and Evan, Glen and now Liam Frier.
Their first segment, filmed at Park View Education Centre where all six attend school, attracted instant attention, although it was the release of their first full episode at a school film festival in October that really gave the show a following. Before long, Mike’s computer server was incapable of handling the traffic. It’s since been upgraded.
The guys say the show involves “two-basic types of comedy” – pain and reaction.
The pain bits result from some semi-sadistic stunts the troupe has undertaken. These include everything from daring skateboard moves, that inevitably end in injury, to body surfing down a hill bare-chested. Scott claims he still has scars from the latter stunt, while Mike says one segment left him with a stiff neck for four days.
But what’s so funny about that?, we ask.
“I don’t know,” says Glen, “If I saw someone fall down and slam his face, it wouldn’t be funny. But if I saw Scott do it, it would.”
“People seem to like it,” adds Scott.
The show’s second tack is capturing the public’s reactions to their craziness. For instance, when a member recently ran across a street in Lunenburg with only a teddy bear to cover himself. That said, the group claims there are limitations on what they will do.
“Oh yeah, there are tons of segments that we talk about, then say we won’t do because we’d be arrested,” says Glen, who points to Mike as their collective conscience. Still, there are some things group members agree they will not tolerate, among them, any sort of vandalism.
When it comes to the rules surrounding good taste, however, the guys say they neither know, nor care for them. As a result, they’ve likely made as many enemies as fans. At Park View alone they say there are teachers who “really encourage” them, while others think what they do is immature and tasteless. The fact a certain sector of students enjoy Help Wanted!’s oddball humour adds to the latter group’s ire.
However members such as Scott, whose antics recently led one person to tell him he was “cracked,” say they don’t really care what people say about them. “Any attention is good attention,” he reasons. “And we’ve actually been pretty lucky to have had more good than bad.”
“All in all, it’s gone over a lot better than we ever thought,” adds Evan.
But what about their parents’ reactions? After all, it was Evan’s mom who destroyed the original Help Wanted! Tape. Most say it’s an area they just don’t discuss.
“I’d be scared to,” says Mike, to nods from most of his cohorts. The lone exception is Scott.
“My parents are different,” he says. They not only watch and support Help Wanted!, they often appear in segments, just like the parents of Ottawa-born Tom Green.
The site, which is preceded by a warning, can be viewed at http://helpwantedtv.cjb.net

Help Wanted TV went on to produce 4 episodes over the period of a few months, and then coming to an abrupt end when there were some creative differences (I hate that term, but that’s really what it was).

Along with just about everything else in my past, I am severely embarrassed by some of the things I did in Help Wanted TV (pooping on my bathroom floor, for one), but I’m still really proud of it. It was the first taste of success, and giving people something that they wanted, that I had ever had.

It needs to be said that without Mike Nauss, Help Wanted TV would have never happened. Not a chance in hell. And without me having some form of involvement in Help Wanted or Brew Crew Productions, I might have never developed a taste for filmmaking and performing, therefore, thanks Mike.

That coming Summer saw the end of another chapter of my life, UWC. After three years, we went out with a bang, we had our first event with a crowd. Thirteen of our friends and a couple aunts and uncles came out to see UWC PPV “666”.

We were rapidly raising the bar in terms of our stunts and our “extreme antics”. It seemed our slogan of “Hardcore to the breaking bone” might soon come true. We were using thumbtacks, chairs, fire, cheese graders; it was getting dangerous.

At this point, my destiny in life was to become a professional wrestler, so I started weighing my options. I was busting up my body pretty bad, with no training whatsoever and it was getting more risky. I talked to Scott and we decided to end UWC after 14 glorious PPVs.

I now had no creative outlets whatsoever. Shit.

(Note: All footage and photos of Help Wanted TV are the property of Garden Hoe Productions and Mike Nauss who has them all backed up, and in storage. It’s sort of like the Disney Vault. Beg Mike to release the series online again for the masses to rejoice.)

Treevenge Storyboards

Here's the storyboards for the scene in Treevenge that Kristin Slaney & myself participated in. Do enjoy...

Treevenge Behind the Scenes, foolz!!

Hello everybody, I'm here to bring you two things: (1) some behind the scenes goodness from the set of Jason Eisener's Treevenge, and (2) some love in blog-format.

On Saturday morning, Kristin (my significant other) and myself had the pleasure of waking up at 5:30am to catch a cab over to the set of Treevenge in Dartmouth.

Here's an excerpt from Eisener's MySpace page, giving you an idea of just what Treevenge is...

"New short project 'Treevenge' So right now were waiting for things to go underway for Hobo With a Shotgun the feature film, so to do something with our time we decided to make a short film about the life of a Christmas Tree, this is our follow up to our hobo trailer. We have three more shooting days left and things have been going great. Again this thing is done totally out of our own pocket which is now empty haha and with the help of alot friends."

Before shooting, make-up lady extraordinaire Cadence Macmichael did her best to make me presentable before I got torn to shreds...


Soon thereafter, Jason showed us a thrown-together scene from Treevenge...

Jason showing Henry Townsend, Kristin and myself the scene.

Here is a blurred photo of the work-in-progress. "But why is it blurred, Glen?", because I'm a goddamned cock-tease, that's why...

See all that green? That's trees. See all that red? That's human remnants. Fuck yes.

The scene we were shown was effing phenomenal!!! (<-- 3 effing exclamation marks!!!) And it was only "thrown together" in a couple hours. There was one shot that has been etched into my mind forever, it's truly haunting. If that scene is an indication of things to come, Treevenge will be far too much fun. People will lose their shit.

It was time to go down stairs and get to work...

Lindsay Thorne, Scott Thorne & Henry prep my head to be TREEVENGED!

"Not cool, dudes."

The man-behind-the-branch Mr. Jason Johnson. Jason created the Street Samurai costume seen in Hobo With a Shotgun. He created the tree costume for the hero in Treevenge. Awesome stuff...

Here's a photo of Kristin and myself standing behind Zan Rosborough, the genius of everything sound. For some reason, I look like a fatty...

Poor, poor bitch...

Director/Writer Jason Eisener and Producer/Writer Rob Cotterill watch the action...

Glen Matthews, post-Treevenge...

The aftermath...

Wayne Forrest ( WForrest Photography ) was on the set the day of shooting and took some kickarse production stills. Here's a handfull of them...


Awesome stuff.

Man, I have way too many endearing photos of Kristin in this blog update...

...there we go.

That's all for now, I'll keep you all posted on the progress of Treevenge. I think they had their final day of shooting yesterday, so I do believe it's in the post-production stage.

Peace-up. A-Town.

Young Company Tour '07 = MASTERED!!

15 weeks and 16,000 kilometers later...


Stick a fork in it, the tour is done.

Although it has only been about three days since the tour has finished, I think I can safely say that I enjoyed myself; thanks [in most part] to the people in the company, Adam Bayne, Gillian Ferrier, Darcy Lindzon & Kim Parkhill (it's in alphabetical order Kim, don't worry).

When I was preparing to audition for the Young Company back in July, I had asked myself if I wanted to spend 4 months with a group of enthusiastic thespians. It seemed to be in my experience, that when thespians get into groups of 3 or more, drama ensues. And I can't handle drama.

I weighed the pros and the cons. The pros were a kickarse job, performing for kids, being paid to act & travel, and it would get me out of working at Empire Theatres for a few months. The cons... drama.

The answer was a very hesitant 'yes'.

Here's a map with some of the spots we visited.

Looking back, the gamble paid off. There was some drama, but if you put 5 people in a van for 4 months, there's bound to be a couple of pissy moments. Overall, it was a very positive experience for me; definitely a complete chapter of my life.

The tour afforded me the chance to see every fucking nook and cranny of the Maritimes at light speed. Believe it or not, 4 months is not enough time to do a school tour and be a tourist. Sadly, I wasn't being paid to be a tourist.

Someday, I will return to the highlands of Cape Breton and take my own sweet time. That's a promise, right there.

Artistically, I think I have grown... I think. I'm still in shock from 4 months of 2 shows; I need a bit of time to just sit back and absorb what I have learned.

Approximately we did 80 shows of A Bump In The Night, and 40 Liars. Approximately 9 shows a week. Lordy.

I was exhausted in early December, but the kids kept me going (that sounds so cheesy). Performing for kids is like nothing else; a crowd of kids is like a mixture of a rock-concert, a pro-wrestling show, and a strip club. It's that weird fucked up mix that I loved.

I wish adults would go that apeshit for anything.

Next week, I'm moving into a new apartment with my ladyfriend Kristin and going back to work at Empire Theatres. I am oddly excited to go back to my "regular life". It should be nice to sit down and breathe.

Some fan-mail: A drawing of myself as Eric from an Elementary student.

A huge thanks goes out to the kids, Adam "Banye West" Bayne, Gillian "Ferry-er" Ferrier, Darcy "Darce-Hole" Lindzon, Kimberly "Kimbo Slice" Parkhill, and our director Samantha "Sambo" Wilson.

Building the GlenJMpire: Chapter Three.

CHAPTER THREE:
“Honk if you happen to be horny.”
April 1999 to August 2000

Welcome to the year 1999. I am nearing the end of this year of Junior High School. My grades are good. The weather’s fine. The girls are friendly; a couple of them even talk to me (albeit briefly).

As soon as Spring came, the weather was absolutely beautiful, which got me amped to get out to Scott’s backyard and film some backyard wrestling goodness.

Hardcore Heaven
-the McLeod Bomber def. Pec Parka
-the Bloodfeasters def. Happy Guy and Rico Suave
-Pete the Punk def. Peter Bruin
-Fishin' Frank def. a fan
-the Bum def. Bum#1 & Bum#2
-Matthew Tanner def. the Deckhand
-Ray Mosher def. Brocus
-Wolfgang Stone def. Disco Stu

The next day, we went to Evan Mosher’s house and decided to start our own show called Help Wanted. We had no idea what it would be, but we wrote the title on a piece of cardboard and held it up in front of the camera, therefore, cementing it’s place in history. The first thing we did was get another piece of cardboard and write “HONK IF YOU’RE HORNY!!!”, and go down onto Evan’s front lawn, hold the sign up, and wait for traffic. To our 13-year-old amusement, nearly everyone traveling that road was “in the mood” to honk some horns. Wink. Wink.

After that, myself, Evan, Scott Bailey and Taylor Daurie walked door-to-door interviewing everyone about their sexual fetishes and how they feel about beastiality and “plantality”. Again, appealing to our 13-year-old amusements. Comic genius.

An angry/offended/appauled member of Evan’s neighborhood called Evan’s Mom and before we could sit down to watch our comic-gold, she destroyed our beloved tape. She threw it into the fire, it was very dramatic.

Note: Evan’s mother is a lovely woman.

Moving on.

It was terribly depressing, we spent an entire day working non-stop only to have it tossed to the flames. We knew our place, it was in Feltzen South; in Scott’s backyard. Where we were free to do what we damn-well pleased. Rebel yell.

More effort was put into the UWC pay-per-views. We kicked out the jams producing 4 PPV’s that Summer, each more extreme and hardcore than the previous. No longer were we using boxes as weapons, now we had cookie sheets, wooden shingles, metal chairs, and chicken wire.

Myself breaking a shingle over Scott Bailey's head in one of UWC's exclusive "Shingle Matches"

Mike Nauss (who created Brew Crew Radio) came out to lend a technical helping hand, and allow us to have microphones, multiple camera angles, and he also helped me edit video montages of the PPV’s.

Mr. Mike Nauss pictured with myself at UWC's tech-booth.

September came along, and we were doing more videotaped shorts with Mike. I filmed a couple shorts titled “Making Friends With Glen” where I walked around Lunenburg and acted like an idiot to people I didn’t know; most famously, one Japanese tourist on the docks who just wanted to enjoy his ice cream cone...

He hated me. Me and my 14-year-old amusements.

Brew Crew Productions was slowly collecting a series of videos through the early part of the year. We were gathering a following. An actual following, (more so than UWC’s five apathetic fans, at least) and in this following were girls, a few of them.

Throughout the year, we picked away at different shorts. Eventually filming our biggest film yet, a 30 minute horror/comedy “Norman Goes to School”, directed & edited by Mike.

Norman (an established character in the Brew Crew universe played by Scott) goes to school for the first time in his life, but he is not welcomed as he would have hoped, the students make fun of his deformed, warped body, and short legs. So he decides to go all axe-murderer on the school…

It was fucked.

I played Norman’s mother, and had my first sex scene of my young acting career. That.. was also fucked.

This was my first experience seeing a film being produced from start to finish. It was incredibly rewarding. I didn’t even produce the film. But people loved it, they lost their minds watching it, also we were given time off of class to watch it. Even if the movie would have sucked, people would have loved us for getting them out of class.



Jump ahead one year. One year, to the year: 2000…

More backyard wrestling. More short films.

Advertisement for UWC PPV#10 Sadistic Satisfaction

We produced a 4-episode parody show titled Brew Crew Survivor, where we each created a character and participated in contests to be the last one standing in the trailer park.

I wrote a script to a feature film, “Jackie Wang and the Hunt for the Egg Roll King” where our hero, Jackie Wang, has his egg rolls stolen and hunts them down. Sadly, the film was never shot because there was some creative differences (big words for a 14 year old, I know), which lead to the disbanding of Brew Crew Productions as it was.

That summer, myself, Mike, Scott, Evan, Taylor, and Ty Beaudoin began filming for a new version of Help Wanted TV, which we planned to debut when we made our grand entrance into high school at Park View Education Centre.

More girls in need of impressing. This was going to call for some seriously hilarious hijinx.

Behind-the-Scenes: Treevenge

Hey there friendos, check out a photo of the progress of my special effects head that's going to be used in Jason Eisener's upcoming short-film Treevenge. The head is being created by Lindsay Thorne; check it oot...


I'll be filming my scenes for Treevenge later in the month. Stay tuned for a set visit later on in the month and Chapter 3 of Building the GlenJMpire later on this week. Bounce.

Holiday Cheer!

Myself and my fellow Neptune Young Company-ers have been given two weeks away from each other for the Holidays.

Prior to our break, we were in our 13th week of the tour. Thirteen weeks of two plays, roughly 8 to 10 performances a week [do the math if you like].

I feel like a complete and utter wanker claiming fatigue in a profession such as this, because it's either this, or working at the movie theatre, but the repetition was absolutely killing me. About three weeks ago while I was standing on a stage [and by stage, I mean gym floor], halfway through a scene in Liars with Kim "Kimbo Slice" Parkhill, when I realized I had no idea what I was saying, I was the embodiment of "going through the motions".

This is what some would call a slap in the face.

I had officially encountered my first major pitfall as a young actor: comfort. My lazy ass got comfortable. Closing in on three months into the tour, I had worked myself into a groove, a lazy useless groove that I had to kick because I still had two weeks to go before the big beautiful two week Christmas break.

It was back to the script. Back to reminding myself that acting is work. It is difficult.

I did a lot of homework and reminding myself who I was working with and working for, and what an awesome experience the tour on a whole is. I have a very thick skull, but I think it worked; the thirteenth week was a treat. I heard the children laugh, the birds chirp, the sun shine, and what my fellow actors said to me during our scenes. Hoorah.

One of the crowning achievements of the tour thus far, was from our final day when we were at an elementary school in Dartmouth. After each show, we have a questions and answers period for the students to ask us any questions regarding the show or about being an actor. During this particular Q&A period, an adorable blond haired girl wearing a tie-dye t-shirt raised her hand, and asked the question "Do you guys like graveyards?"... and no, there was nothing involving graveyards or cemetaries in our show. Bizarre.

And then we were on a well deserved break, where we will remain until January 7th.

Alright, let's talk business, what the shit did I get in the name of Jesusmas?

Kristin [the lady with whom I am currently romantically linked], for GlenandKristmas [which we celebrated on the 21st] bought me a 7.2 megapixel digital camera, which I used to document the following...

Here is an un-endearing photo of Kristin.

Collection of Batman action figures that chronicles the Batmen through the ages. From Kristin.

Superbad on DVD and the TV series Long Way Down DVD from Kristin.

I got a chubby!

...get it?

Two books: Rebel Without a Crew by Robert Rodriguez and The Rum Diaries by Hunter S. Thompsom. From Kristin.

A shirt from the Mother of Kristin Slaney.

This is a non-doctored (swear to Buddha) photo of our cat Lilly (AKA Rosey, Peppy). The devil lives in our cat.

Kristin built a beautiful gingerbread house with no help from anyone! Even though, she wouldn't stop asking for it.

The next day, I hopped on a bus headed to the South Shore where I would spend real-Christmas with the family in Lunenburg/Riverport...

Myself and my niece, Neve. Sometimes I like to pretend that I'm choking her.

$$$ from parents.

Here's a drawing that Neve did, and Vanessa and Curtis brought it to a screen printer and they transferred onto a t-shirt. Awesome.

Expert Bionicle builder.

One satisfied customer.

Myself playing with Neve's Optimus Prime helmet/voice-changer, and gun. It ain't no Optimus Primal, but it will do.

I'm still relaxing down in the South Shore with just under two more weeks of nothing to do to go. I plan to catch up on some good reading, play some Xbox 360, do some writing, and of course, study my scripts for the remaining two weeks left in the tour when we return.

Happy Holidays everyone! I hope all is well.