A quickly made parody of the national TV commercials that were so popular during the NHL playoffs last year, using our own senior sports enthusiast, DOUG in the lead role.
We're using a different sport for our commercial, but at least we're using the same music. It works for me. Doug should be tickled pink to learn that we managed to dig up priceless old footage from one of his all-star performances on the ballfield back in 1989 to incorporate into this piece.
Constant discussions on how there is nothing meaningful to discuss anymore. Topics raised and lowered without so much as a backwards glance. Cartoon figures of speech which make implied comparisons between things that aren't even remotely alike. Plus ruts. Lots of ruts. And a buncha old home movies from the 70s.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Saturday, September 4, 2010
The Moving Flowers
It was kinda big at the time. As in big deal. Jonny was a'flyin over from England t'visit all of us local yokel types. That's a long flight. I'll bet his arms were tired. This all happened back in the summer of 1988, but thanks to the magic of decaying VHS tape, we can all relive those long boring moments of waiting around in the airport for him to arrive over and over again.
Look - that's Jon's brother Phil standing next to his soon to be wife Shelina. That's why Jon was making the trip over here - to attend their wedding. And that's my galfriend at the time (Linda) snapping a photo or two and adding just the right amount of charm and Canadian humour for such a tense and monumental occasion.
Battery power being what it was back in the mid '80s for VHS cameras, I was unable to shoot both the waiting around for, AND the actual arrival of, Jon from England. But not to fret - after 3 weeks of recharging the battery, I managed to capture a few minutes of Jon saying goodbye on VHS tape during his final hours in our city. That's where the moving flowers come in.
Look - that's Jon's brother Phil standing next to his soon to be wife Shelina. That's why Jon was making the trip over here - to attend their wedding. And that's my galfriend at the time (Linda) snapping a photo or two and adding just the right amount of charm and Canadian humour for such a tense and monumental occasion.
Battery power being what it was back in the mid '80s for VHS cameras, I was unable to shoot both the waiting around for, AND the actual arrival of, Jon from England. But not to fret - after 3 weeks of recharging the battery, I managed to capture a few minutes of Jon saying goodbye on VHS tape during his final hours in our city. That's where the moving flowers come in.
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