A wonderful surprise—I’ve been named to Mass Transit magazine’s 2010 Top 40 Under 40 list!
It’s both humbling and exciting to be counted as one of the young leaders in the North American transit industry. I’m in good company, too: check out the full list at Mass Transit’s website. Congratulations to all!
Outstanding!
I looked up Curtis Grahauer and he appears to be a Vancouver artist: here’s an article on his work and his YouTube account. Thank you, Curtis, for such a brilliant moment of delight.
(The book is Sum: Forty Tales from the Afterlives, if you’re curious.)
Vancouver’s a big city, but there’s a ton of things within it that smack of small-town fun. I mean that in a good way—it’s unfailingly awesome that this city has a ton of small-scale events, all invented just so you can have fun, meet your neighbours, and support your local community. Yeah!
A case in point is the Vancouver Canadians, our single-A minor league baseball team, whose games are true joys to attend. A Canadians game is cheap, it’s super cheerful, and it’s all wrapped up inside beautiful Nat Bailey Stadium, built in Mount Pleasant in 1951.
The baseball’s always a draw, but the club’s barrage of non-baseball interludes really make the whole thing sing. Man, do they hustle to keep your attention: there’s sushi mascot races, 50/50 draws, dancing groundskeepers, a singalong to Take Me Out to The Ball Game during the seventh-inning stretch, and more.
The stadium was sold out for Saturday’s game, with a super boisterous crowd fiercely on the Canadians’ side, and tons of silly crowd things to shamelessly participate in (the wave, the shouting of “Goose!” when a goose landed on the field, etc). The Canadians lost on Saturday, but we all went home happy, I think. Not only did everyone get a free A&W Teen Burger and rootbeer because a Canadian hit a homer (thanks, Michael Choice!), but the bat boy caught about six foul balls, to the roaring approval of the stands (“MVP!” we all shouted). After the game was done, fans swarmed to get the bat boy’s autograph too. Another fine night at the Nat.
This is me at the FutureSex/LoveParty held last weekend.
Some explanation is in order. Once upon a time I dreamed of having a Justin Timberlake party. Well, to be more specific, I accidentally dressed like JT while on a transatlantic flight and thought, “If it’s this easy to dress like Mr. JT, wouldn’t it be easy and fun to get lots of people to do the same?” So the idea of a FutureSex/LoveParty was born, and this party was held last weekend at our humble apartment as a housewarming.
Here I’ve posted a small a taste of what went down…