The Noah's Ark Burger: The Aftermath

3 Mar

Wow. That’s all I have to say: Wow.

I had just published this blog post with the accompanying video yesterday. I messaged my two cohorts who were responsibile for the hijink – Big Josh and Darryl — to get their approval. I also sent messages with the link to a couple of friends on facebook then I went to bed to sleep.

Suddenly, it’s on Geekologie.

Wow. That’s all I have to say: Wow.

Big shout out to Rob, the original daredevil who tried a BK Noah’s Ark, whose warning to others ironically inspired the opposite effect.

The Noah's Ark Burger Fiasco

2 Mar

I like my occasional fast food indulgences like the next person; in fact I relish it. The idea of dreaming in a sweet cloud of vanilla milkshake while wrapped in crunchy apple pie clusters is enough for my poor body to shiver in ecstasy. I may suddenly be diagnosed with diabetes; I won’t be surprised.

I digress.

When my good friends Darryl and Big Josh invited me to Burger King I didn’t know that I would find myself thanking my lucky stars that

a) I brought my camera with me and

b) no one needed to call an ambulance.

Big Josh decided to tackle Something Awful’s challenge The Noah’s Ark Burger. Here are the results:

EDIT: More pictures can be seen at Marc’s blog.

It's Been a Long Time

23 Feb


What can I say? It’s been a long time. It is 11 o’clock in the evening and I find myself sitting on clouds of fluffy green pillows and blankets, mind hazy, vision blurry. My television – rather, my room mate’s television – had sadly passed away last night, weakly blinking its last few amber tweaks of energy before it died away in blackness. I feel as if I should be much more concerned, but I’m not.

We did not have cable.

At nights like these I feel as if I should be much more productive; instead I find myself surfing the interwebs, listening to old school R&B tunes, dusting off the cobwebs from the laptop and hoping that it’d get off its lazy spine and write my thoughts down for me. Lazy laptop.

While my lazy laptop belligerently stares me down refusing to type out a single word,  this quiet moment does give me time to reflect of the recent ongoings of my life. Recently, my room mate, his best friend, and I went down to Calgary to run a few errands, some of it related to my trip to the Big J. I had also hoped that there would be time to see  John James’ exhibition at Gallery101, but there was not enough time in the day. (I am a proud owner of Cafe Warrior, brass and mixed metal earrings from the Integral line, lovingly handcrafted by her sister.)

While in my city rival, I turned my attention to my most recent hobby and skill: cinematography. I do not have any James Cameron-esque inspirations or Titanic expectations — Yes, pun was indeed intended – but it is one skill I would like to be adequately skilled before heading to the Big J. My dedication to my studies has earned me much stares and odd glances from the typical passerby and denizens of downtown Calgary who was privy to my one-woman camera show. (To a random man in Calgary: I did not punch you. I know my hand resembled a fist, but I was holding on to my small camera. Yes, it was small and you might not have seen it, but it was there. Again, I did not punch you.)

I do not have much to say, so I provided this accompanying YouTube video that I constructed myself. I present to you the first of The Savage Muse Extras (Omake) series: Ana Goes to Calgary