Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Terrance is his Name

Here's a scene between John and Jessica, two complicated lovers. The scene talks about a salamander that Jessica owns, but Terrance is a real salamander which the story bases him on. Enjoy;

“I found him.” she replied, “his name’s Terrance.”


“When I was driving through British Columbia, he was just chilling in some little creek next to a truck stop. I put him in my soda cup until I could buy him a proper habitat. Watch this.” she said as she grabbed a container full of little crickets. She tipped the container over top of the open aquarium until a few dropped free. They looked so innocent, scattering around in his cage. It was predator vs. prey - the crickets wandering the cage helplessly awaiting their inevitable ending.

“This is gruesome.” I replied.

“Yep.” She smiled, “But don’t you love it?”

I watched a cricket wandering the unknown territory. He walked on soft dirt that covered the entire bottom of the cage. There was a stone rock pool placed on the right of the cage, buried down in the soil to look like a swamp. It was almost like a miniature stone pool, filled with fake plants that covered about a third of the water. There was a half rock with an opening for a door. The entire thing was hollow, making a shelter or house for the thing. His short legs pushed him around the parameter of his home, searching for the invaders, his meal. He sat, quiet and still, like a cheetah would before pouncing upon a gazelle, the cricket, unexpectedly placing himself in a perfect position for death. A quick movement from the salamander and he was non-existent.

“Wasn’t that awesome.” she burst out.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Blessed with Snow

It was a warmish winter day and the snow has been falling like crazy. My friend Blair and I decided to take advantage of the fresh snowfall and last couple days of holidays before the overwhelming state of school takes us over again for another semester. We aren’t professionals, but we enjoy it either way. We are broke college students who can’t afford to buy a lift tickets at ski resorts so we made do with what’s in town. Here we are again riding the ‘Mountain Bike Park’ in Red Deer with our snowboards. It was a gnarly day so enjoy the video I put together.

Monday, January 3, 2011

New Discovery

New Scene, Read and Enjoy;

It was all so much. Scott was having trouble trying to take it all in. “We have to find her.” he suggested, expecting that she was still alive.

“How would we do that?” asked Susan.

“Do you know anything she’s in? Like movies or magazines or what?”

Susan just rolled her eyes and thought about it. “Well.” she scratched her chin. “We could look her up. But how will watching a bunch of porn help us?”

“I want to at least know what she looks like, in case I see her or something.”

“I probably shouldn’t do this, but.” Susan started typing the names on a search, “Juicy Josie.” and she searched for pictures. The moderate safe search was on, so nothing too graphic came up, but her face was clear and exposed.

Scott gasped.

“What is it?”

“She she she.” he stuttered. “She went to school here. How old is she?”

She continued reading articles, and media about her, finding out that, “she’s twenty six!”

“This is one fucked up world.” suggested Scott.

Susan just nodded. “Is she still here? Let’s find her and see what happened?”

“She stopped showing up, probably fled whatever scene was going on.” Scott thought about her week presence here, she just stopped coming with no notice or anything. She didn’t return any phone calls. He just thought she moved with her family or something. She said she was seventeen.

“She can’t be that far, she must be alive. Will you help me look for her?” Scott asked.

“I’ll keep an eye out for her.”