Just did another live broadcast from TVA here in Montreal. Apparently they can't get enough of the "trombone rouge" guy. But I came back and rocked the interview a lot better this time. My favorite part is when Colin Pearson's written-in-english one red paperclip Akward Pause cartoon appears on the screen. So good. The sound is pretty bad - the anchor was in the same room so there's a great echo, and I was "LIVE" from a room about 10 feet from the TV, but things like this always look so much better with a massively-slanted TV frame in full view. Oh, and that's Dom taking the phone call halfway through. I'd recommend sticking around to the end, cause there's some people-getting-trampled-running-of-the-bulls footage from Pamplona - always a good thing.
Merci encore TVA! - Kyle
Foreigner
I think I can speak french, or more importantly I guess, the french-language media here in Montreal think I can speak french. Enough to slap me on their breakfast TV show an hour ago, at least. The fact is though, I'm pretty dang bad at french. I picked up a bit of french growing up in Vancouver, but the bulk of my "learning" took place several beers deep at bars and parties in Quebec over the last couple of years - and it shows. I'm a bit of a "foreigner" here, but I can hold my own around a campfire...or with 130db of "Juke Box Hero" backing me up. It's funny how everyone is bilingual, in any language, after a handful of beers...or with 130db of Juke Box Hero to back them up. (I still have no idea how a song can legally rock that hard.) But Live TV in french is whole 'nother ball game, especially live morning TV in french. After watching this video, I really think I should allocate Dom as my offical french representative, or at least I should abstain from morning television. If Quebecois french is Parisian french with a chainsaw, then my version of french is Quebecois french with a wood chipper. It's funny how you can go on live TV and think you're doing great, but then come home and watch the video and realize that 95% of the viewing audience likely had NO IDEA what I was talking about. At least I said "oui" a lot...or probably more accurately "way". Oh, and "paperclip" in french is "trombone". How rad is that?
Oh well, it was super nice of TVA to invite me to "Salut Bonjour" this morning. Thanks guys. I hope you don't mind me uploading the video to the internet. Maybe somebody out there will understand what I was talking about. And if you do haul this video down from youtube, at least we'll still have Juke Box Hero to back us up.
Salut et fait un bonne journee - Kyle
PS - just got this comment: "I feel like I am going to dinner with my girlfriend......WOULD YOU FREAKIN DECIDE ALLREADY!!!!"
Hold that thought.
Oh well, it was super nice of TVA to invite me to "Salut Bonjour" this morning. Thanks guys. I hope you don't mind me uploading the video to the internet. Maybe somebody out there will understand what I was talking about. And if you do haul this video down from youtube, at least we'll still have Juke Box Hero to back us up.
Salut et fait un bonne journee - Kyle
PS - just got this comment: "I feel like I am going to dinner with my girlfriend......WOULD YOU FREAKIN DECIDE ALLREADY!!!!"
Hold that thought.
Interesting
Mark and Alice
Mark Herrmann's big day is here! He's hanging out with Alice Cooper this saturday the 8th in Columbus Ohio. This is going to be great. I hope they have a rad time. You can read more about it on Mark's website.
kyle
kyle
The Million Dollar Fish Pen
I traded one fish pen for one doorknob with Annie Robbins in Seattle last year on July 14. Annie recently approached me with an idea: She wants to send the pen on a journey. The plan is to send the fish pen to people so they can sign a check(s) for charity with it. The idea is to get the pen, sign a check for charity with it, take your picture with the fish pen, write a story about the "experience" and then pass the pen on to somebody else. Who you send the pen to is up to you. Pictures and stories would be sent to someone who maintains a blog that tells the story of the fish pen as it travels around, signs checks, and meets new people.
So, I love the idea, but I don't nearly have enough time to setup/maintain another blog/website and do it well. I'm tapped out. I don't want to do a poor job with this. It's gotta be done well. So here's the question: Is there anyone out there who'd like to take on this project, and setup/maintain the fish pen's charity check-signing blog? This could be a great experience for someone to maintain an awesome blog that will likely have lots of traffic, a cool story, and above all else, help out good causes.
Who knows, maybe the fish pen could go around and raise a million dollars for charity. Or maybe even one hundred billion dollars. You never know.
If you're interested in helping out, please contact me. Thanks. Kyle
So, I love the idea, but I don't nearly have enough time to setup/maintain another blog/website and do it well. I'm tapped out. I don't want to do a poor job with this. It's gotta be done well. So here's the question: Is there anyone out there who'd like to take on this project, and setup/maintain the fish pen's charity check-signing blog? This could be a great experience for someone to maintain an awesome blog that will likely have lots of traffic, a cool story, and above all else, help out good causes.
Who knows, maybe the fish pen could go around and raise a million dollars for charity. Or maybe even one hundred billion dollars. You never know.
If you're interested in helping out, please contact me. Thanks. Kyle
Writely Wrocks
Wow. Just when you thought it wasn't possible to live a more highly-itinerant yet highly-productive creative lifestyle with zero organization skills, Google ups the ante again. Writely is huge. I've only used it for the last three hours, but I think I will pretty much never use Microsoft word again. Ever. Writely stores all your documents on a hard drive. Somewhere. I have no idea where my stuff is, and don't really care - I just like the fact that I can access anything I've ever written from anywhere, anytime. I'll never have to keep a hard copy of anything ever again. Of course, Google can screw up exactly zero times or everybody will jump ship and it brings up all kinds of privacy issues (make no mistake - Google is big brother), but it sure beats my former system of scrap pieces of paper shoved in shoeboxes in about thirty different places.
It's kinda like Wiki, but without any rules. Or the word "wiki".
Oh yeah, they got spreadsheets too...
Kyle
It's kinda like Wiki, but without any rules. Or the word "wiki".
Oh yeah, they got spreadsheets too...
Kyle
Writely
Ok Google, I'll play right into your Gmail-ish word-of-mouth free advertising scheme: I'll trade somebody one red paperclip patch for a Writely invite. My email is oneredpaperclip@gmail.com - first person to score the hook up scores the patch. Also, I can't say I've ever said the word "networking" without a sarcastic tone in my voice, or even begun to try and understand what something like a "traditional business model" is, or go as far as call myself witty, but bingo. The book publishing industry is going to have a shake-up along the lines of Napster or Bittorrent, right about....well, soon. it's just that computer monitors suck for reading books right now. But that'll change. What do you guys think?, should I write a book and then freak out like Lars Ulrich when somebody puts it online and it gets downloaded for free by every single person on the planet? E-ink or whatever the electronic product ends up being called that will replace books is going to flip the publishing industry on it's head. Blogs are just the start. It's gonna get a whole lot more intense when book-replacing technology arrives and you can read any book ever written, right now. And for free. Who's kidding who? - "Booktorrent" ain't that far away. We just don't want to read books on our 17" CRT computer monitors. But the technology will change. Apparently, it's getting close. But how can such a forward-thinking and potentially revolutionary-for-the-publishing-industry product have such a backwards, bad-looking website? Hand-shaking pictures were off limits, like, 7 years ago. Or maybe that is the exact first instance of the no-longer ironically funny hand-shaking picture on a website. Maybe E-ink is so far ahead of the curve they need to go backwards to accurately describe the impact they'll have on the marketplace. Now that I think about it, it makes sense. Nothing spells "impact" more than an anonymous pair of hands shaking.
Okay, back to reality - or at least my blog-represented version of it. We had a such a rad day up in St. Alexis. Even though it's the Festivale de la Truite Mouchete, and probably as big as small town fishing derbys get around here, I can't say I've ever been stoked about fishing. I know other fishermen, and I'm reading Mike Iaconelli's book right now, and today I saw a guy wearing one of those "The Happy Fisherman" shirts, but I can't say I'm that much of a fisherman. Nope, I'm just not that much of an angler. Much more of a fish-eating man. Other than eating fresh trout I've gotta say the highlight of the last 24 hours was the speedway motorcycle races. I'm not sure how to accurately describe dirt-track speedway bike racing, except that it's kinda like the exact opposite of motocross. The tracks is flat, the same size as a hockey rink, and the bikes don't have any suspension. It's kind of like short track speed skating on dirt. With motorbikes. But with less fluorescent spandex tights. And more binge drinking.
Maybe it's just easier to show you a video:
Now that I think about it, I guess it doesn't quite come out the same on a video screen as in real life. And the video doesn't even begin to accurately show how amazingly drunk everyone in attendance was. Whatever, it was awesome. And not awesome as in like a Vice magazine hipster ironic awesome either - I'm talking, like, one rung below monster truck awesome. Rumor has it that here in Quebec every summer there's a snowmobile-on-water racing series. Probably the only thing that stands a chance to knock Monster Trucks from the top rung. Probably. In the video, that's my hand blocking the dirt spray from going straight into the camera lens. I still have dirt in my hair. I guess I should probably have a shower.
Yep, it's good to get out of the apartment. There's just so many good things that aren't in our apartment. For example:
As mentioned, speedway motorbike racing(2), Grown men wrestling on the speedway finish line while remote control monster trucks circled them and the crowd encouraged every ounce of it, Harley smoke shows, outhouses with fully functional plumbing, over-sized above-water lake-located spotted trout with plumbing and lighting, rock-and-roll-homage-12-songs-in-one-culminating-with-a-stirring-arms-raised-"And she's buying a stairway to heaven" finale/cheer, spotted trout, danger, 60 year old men wearing G-Unit hats, fireworks, camouflauge, used-car advertisements featuring Michel Barrette, smiling spectacled strawberries, one red bicycle, this thing, and last but never least, one red covered bridge.
Yes, it'd be more than unbelievably good to have one red covered bridge in our apartment, and I'm sure Dom would be as equally thrilled with that, but for now a life-sized former table cloth one red polka dot Dom is gonna hafta suffice.
Until soon - Kyle
Okay, back to reality - or at least my blog-represented version of it. We had a such a rad day up in St. Alexis. Even though it's the Festivale de la Truite Mouchete, and probably as big as small town fishing derbys get around here, I can't say I've ever been stoked about fishing. I know other fishermen, and I'm reading Mike Iaconelli's book right now, and today I saw a guy wearing one of those "The Happy Fisherman" shirts, but I can't say I'm that much of a fisherman. Nope, I'm just not that much of an angler. Much more of a fish-eating man. Other than eating fresh trout I've gotta say the highlight of the last 24 hours was the speedway motorcycle races. I'm not sure how to accurately describe dirt-track speedway bike racing, except that it's kinda like the exact opposite of motocross. The tracks is flat, the same size as a hockey rink, and the bikes don't have any suspension. It's kind of like short track speed skating on dirt. With motorbikes. But with less fluorescent spandex tights. And more binge drinking.
Maybe it's just easier to show you a video:
Now that I think about it, I guess it doesn't quite come out the same on a video screen as in real life. And the video doesn't even begin to accurately show how amazingly drunk everyone in attendance was. Whatever, it was awesome. And not awesome as in like a Vice magazine hipster ironic awesome either - I'm talking, like, one rung below monster truck awesome. Rumor has it that here in Quebec every summer there's a snowmobile-on-water racing series. Probably the only thing that stands a chance to knock Monster Trucks from the top rung. Probably. In the video, that's my hand blocking the dirt spray from going straight into the camera lens. I still have dirt in my hair. I guess I should probably have a shower.
Yep, it's good to get out of the apartment. There's just so many good things that aren't in our apartment. For example:
As mentioned, speedway motorbike racing(2), Grown men wrestling on the speedway finish line while remote control monster trucks circled them and the crowd encouraged every ounce of it, Harley smoke shows, outhouses with fully functional plumbing, over-sized above-water lake-located spotted trout with plumbing and lighting, rock-and-roll-homage-12-songs-in-one-culminating-with-a-stirring-arms-raised-"And she's buying a stairway to heaven" finale/cheer, spotted trout, danger, 60 year old men wearing G-Unit hats, fireworks, camouflauge, used-car advertisements featuring Michel Barrette, smiling spectacled strawberries, one red bicycle, this thing, and last but never least, one red covered bridge.
Yes, it'd be more than unbelievably good to have one red covered bridge in our apartment, and I'm sure Dom would be as equally thrilled with that, but for now a life-sized former table cloth one red polka dot Dom is gonna hafta suffice.
Until soon - Kyle
DEAR SIR/MADAM
I just love getting emails with subject lines like that, don't you? I mean I guess they're accurate, since we're all either a sir or a madam. I'm not going to write much right now cause it's time to hit the hay and we're heading out early tomorrow. Dom and I are going to the village she grew up in, St. Alexis-des-Monts, to partake in "La Festivale de la Truite Mouchete". For all you out there who're too lazy to copy/paste that into google translate, it's "The Spotted Trout Festivale". Yes, that's festivale, not festival. The "e" on the end of festivale is not optional. I don't know why, it just isn't. Maybe it's due to the fact that St. Alexis-des-monts is "The Capitale of the Spotted Trout." Once again, there's the "e" again.
Anyhow, important "e" matters aside, if you want some good reading over the weekend, this will probably suffice.
Kindly yours - Kyle
Anyhow, important "e" matters aside, if you want some good reading over the weekend, this will probably suffice.
Kindly yours - Kyle
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