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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Lists.

So it's now December and we all know what happens in December, don't we?
That's right - Best of the Year lists.
Everything from TV shows, Movies, CDs, DVDs, Books, and so on and so on and so on.

Well, me and my merry band of movie bloggers have just handed in our first set of Top 25 films of 2010 list to our friend James McNally who runs Toronto Screen Shots. We'll be doing it again on December 21st to update it with all the films we can catch in this busy holiday season.

I don't see as many films these days as I did in the 90's and the first couple of years in the 00' so it was easier to do this list than it would have been in my past. So without further adieu I give you not only my Top 25 of 2010 (so far), but also what I thought the worst film of the year was, plus the top 3 films I saw this year for the first time that were *not* a 2010 release.

Hope you enjoy this! What would you guys have on yours?

1. Howl
2. A Normal Life, Please (Shinsedai)
3. Defendor
4. Shutter Island
5. The Answer Man
6. Inception
7. The Way
8. Scott Pilgrim VS The World
9. Joan Rivers: A Piece of Work
10. Hot Tub Time Machine
11. Get Him To The Greek
12. Crazy Heart
13. Kick Ass
14. How To Train Your Dragon
15. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
16. American: The Bill Hicks Story
17. Herb and Dorothy
18. DISH - Women, Waitressing and The Art of Service
19. Daybreakers
20. The Hunter
21. Golden Slumber
22. Toy Story 3
23. Green Zone
24. Locked Out (Shinsedai)
25. The Social Network


Worst Film of the year: The Runaways


Top 3 Films seen for the first time in 2010:

Confessions of a Dog (2006)
The Time Machine (1960)
Gaea Girls (2000)

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Mugaholic.

Hello, my name is Polly and I'm a Mugaholic.

I finally admitted this to my friend Marc earlier this year, and if you're going to be addicted to something, mugs aren't such a bad way to go. They are useful in so many different ways - in addition to using them for beverages, both hot *and* cold, you can also use them for:

- small items such as paper clips, safety pins, rubber bands
- housing a small plant
- throwing change into (for eventually treats or for laundry)
- utensils
- cleaning scrubs and/or brushes
- pens, pencils, markers

And much, much more!

Up until last week I had most of my mugs on a two-tier lazy susan on the kitchen counter, but I now own quite a few more so I went back to Kitchen Stuff Plus and bought two "non-skid cabinet organizers" and have 3 levels of mugs on the other side of the counter now. It looks neat having a wall of mugs but it will force us to do the dishes right away due to the lack of space in front now. That shouldn't be such a bad thing, but sometimes you just like to plonk them down and walk away for a day. Or two.

I hope Chris brings back a mug for me on his trip. I have room for at least 3 more mugs and then it's full. Again. :P

Now I just have to tidy up the microwave stand.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

TheStar Pauline Frommer: This book is a must-read for travellers

TheStar Pauline Frommer: This book is a must-read for travellers

Terminal 1 < Terminal 3

Monday afternoon I'll be trekking on up to Pearson airport to pick up my beloved. I'm extremely excited about this! And since I've gone to pick him up a few times now (usually in April when he's returning from Germany), I can pretty much say that I'm a Terminal 1 expert.

The first time I had to retrieve him was two years ago. Living way out in the East end of the city (just on the cusp of Scarborough), I thought it would take me forever and a day to get up there. I gave myself a four hour window to factor in both traffic en route and also people-watching in the terminal once I arrived.

Well, I have to say - and am quite surprised to hear myself say it - that taking the TTC to the airport is both easy *and* fast. Once at Kipling Station (after riding the entire length of the Bloor-Danforth line), I just hopped on the 192 Airport Express and found myself standing right where I needed to be after only an hour and a half of travel time.

Unfortunately, that now meant I had two and a half hours of time to kill before his plane landed .... and my glorious idea of people-watching disintegrated after only half and hour.

Since I was new to the whole "picking-up-loved-ones" brigade, I honestly thought it would somewhat resemble what I've seen in the movies. Lovers in a tender yet exhilirating embrace, large families hooting and hugging each other, friends holding up funny signs on bristolboard, etc. You'd think that people would be excited to have their loved ones back in the city.

Apparently that's not the case at Terminal 1.

I don't think I could imagine a quieter airport terminal. And I know it's not because we're Canadian - I had to pick up some friends arriving in July at Terminal 3 for Chris' film festival, and I found myself in a completely different world.

Everything I had hoped to see at Terminal 1 was indeed happening, but it was at Terminal 3 instead. There were people scattered everywhere and the entire room was filled with laughs and tears and songs and ... just *everything*! And what was truly bizarre to me was that all of this took place where the domestic flights landed. So just Canadian and US flights. Wouldn't there be more to celebrate if you were greeting someone coming back from international waters?

Nope.

The only exciting part of waiting for Chris that first day was seeing the older security guy zooming back and forth on his segway.

So it is with a heavy heart that I must admit that there will be no book written by me on the goings-on of Pearson International Airport, but there is a glimmer of hope as I read about another book transcribing the hustle and bustle and everything inbetween of another airport:

"A Week At The Airport" by Alain de Botton has just come out about what it was like for him as a "Writer in Residence" in August 2009 at London's Heathrow Airport. I think he got the better end of the deal (compared to myself) - there's a lot more to see *and* do there. Hopefully Santa will read my blog and leave it in my Christmas stocking as it sounds like a fantastic read.

Ah well ... maybe I should try the bus terminal ....

Friday, November 26, 2010

Humbling experience.

My guy has been in Tokyo for almost 2 weeks now (he'll be back on Monday) so I've been taking advantage of my alone time by gutting out closets full of crap. MY crap to be exact.

I came across more than a few funny items but among them was a handful of old cheques from my job at the ACC. There are 3 of them and they're between 2 and 3 bucks apiece. I never cashed them because I found it hilarious to get cheques for such a ridiculously small amount.

Thing is ... now I need all the help I can financially, and these "funny" cheques, as small as they are, would help a lot. But I'm wondering if they can still be cashed. How late is too late to cash a cheque? And how pathetic is it to attempt to cash 3 cheques worth less than $9.oo total, about 8 years after the fact?

I think I'll probably just deposit them in the machine as opposed to doing it face-to-face with a teller. In my mind, I feel like I'd get a lot of pity glances from the teller, even though I live in an area of the city that houses a LOT of people worse of than myself.

If I end up not getting the money for them (as in, it's too late to cash them), I'll be okay. I can still get by, but it's quite interesting to find yourself in a situation in life where you end up having to really think hard about something as bizarre, and humbling, as this. Especially at this time of year when it seems to be all about how much *money* you spend *on* somebody as opposed to being about how much *time* you spend *with* somebody. I kinda wish that more people would find themselves in this situation, if only to better understand the true importance and meaning of "holiday spirit".

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Starting anew.

It's November 25th. I haven't posted anything since August 29th and that's pretty bad. If you try to find those posts, I'm afraid they are not around anymore. Time to start fresh ... again.

I stopped writing because the last post I had up talked about how depressed I was at my job and how I was basically bullied by my boss while working in an extremely toxic environment. My boss started treating me worse and I realized that she had stumbled upon my blog and read my post. Then it got even worse at work.

Luckliy I found a new job in September and handed in my immediate resignation. No goodbyes for her at all.

I am beyond happy at my new job and cannot tell you how amazing it is to be treated as a human being again, instead of a mindless machine. That being said, it's time to start writing again and get back into a positive mindspace in my creative life.

I promise to keep writing here and am also thinking about writing about the unsung heroes in the film industry over the years, and am wondering if I should do so on here or try another blog stictly for that.

Me thinks I should get cracking on maintaining *this* blog first and then ... well, we'll see won't we?