This Ain’t Your Daddy’s Mummy

In a case of taking my domain name entirely too literally, I’m writing this with roughly 10,000 feet of air between me and the ground. I’m en route to Vancouver, my first stop in a six-month trek that’ll take me to Canadian Europe (a.k.a. Montreal) and Hidden Pirate Island (a.k.a. China) as part of the crew for THE MUMMY – RISE OF THE DRAGON EMPEROR. Since I’m hoping that going on...

The Future’s Been Called 100,000 Times

…and counting. A quick glance at the YouTube reveals that THE FUTURE IS CALLING has been viewed nearly 110,000 times in the last four days, which means that – on average – over a thousand people have been checking out the commercial every hour. Needless to say, the tremendous response has been a welcome surprise. A huge thanks goes out to Keith Schofield for his lessons in...

The Future Is Calling

For the past few months, I’ve been hinting at my latest collaboration with über-producer Christina Ferguson and visual effects demi-god Phil Broste. And while I’m sure it’s going to come as no surprise to anyone who’s seen me flattened against the windows of the Apple Store like a six year-old looking at a puppy, that collaboration is a spec ad for the iPhone. The concept for the ad...

Terrifying Headline Of The Day

“Thunder? No, it’s the sound of Greenland melting” Thanks, CNN. It was great to sit in front of my computer this morning, coffee scalding me as I stopped mid-sip to stare in horror at your apocalyptic headline. Realizing I probably won’t have the chance to visit Greenland before it’s the size of a bag of supermarket ice, I had to click on your “Top 10 Ugliest Uniforms In College...

I Am, Officially, Not Insane

I know this may come as something of a shock, but I am – in fact – a Canadian. And, like any denizen of the great white north who wants to pursue the (North) American Dream, I have to navigate what my immigration attorney refers to as “the path to permanent residency”. Sounds kinda nice, right? Like a path you might choose to walk down on a lazy Sunday morning, or the Yellow...