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Fan Expo Tragedies

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captain america win - MichaelNus

Epic Win

MY first time at Fan Expo was definitely an experience. Look, let’s get things straight here: I may not seem the type but I’m actually a big nerd. If there was a sci-fi, comic and fantasy Jeopardy I think I could throw down pretty soundly. So don’t act too surprised that I was tooling around Fan Expo wearing a Superman t-shirt picking up comics. This is not my first “con” mind you as I’ve been to PAX and the Emerald City Comic Con, but Fan Expo was just unreal. This thing blew anything I’ve been to right out of the water. The artists and companies that attended spared no expense and really transformed the Toronto Convention Centre into a whole other world. The only bad thing was that so many people showed up that the line was massive and the fire marshal was not letting anyone in. Good thing I didn’t have to wait long in the heat.

I got to meet Adam West, Julie Newmar, and Michael Dorn and hang out with the Batmobile, hold Captain America’s shield and chill with my good pal Sean Ward while helping him with his daily vlog. I really enjoy vlogging with Sean and I think after the SafeKidZone and SafeTREC launches I will be sprucing up my youtube channel and doing the vlog equivalent of Gonzo journalism – since Hunter S. Thompson is my hero. Here’s Sean’s coverage of the expo with a cameo by me and @laurenonizzle:

Nusmobile nusrithmetic - michaelnusWe also got to feast our eyes on some pretty epic cars on the weekend of the expo! One of them may very well become the next NusMobile if things go well. The Batmobile’s ok I guess but its jet turbine engine really guzzles gas. On the other hand the Delorian is efficient on fuel but not very responsible since going back to the future could undo the fabric of time. So I think I may go with the Lexus CT200h that I saw at the Lexus Live event since I can get the batmobileish gadgets and the Delorian fuel consumption without causing damage to my gas budget or the space time continuum. As the Lexus marketing team says: it’s “Thrilling yet responsible.” Check out Seanward.net for our video from the Lexus Live event by clicking right here.

Carol Zara as: Carol Zara

Carol Zara as: Carol Zara

If I could describe Fan Expo 2010 in one word, I would say it was a “nerdgasm.” The last time I used that word I was watching Scott Pilgrim and it was appropriate. I’m sure there were quite a few bloggers hanging around there covering all the artists, celebrities and hot chicks in spandex or Princess Leia bikinis and other various wicked cool things but I wanted to take a different angle. One thing I’ve noticed about all comic cons I’ve been to was that cosplay (dressing up as your favorite fictional character at a convention, for the uninitiated) is a big thing. What’s just as common though is the siginificant number of folks who either half ass their costumes or just can’t pull it off because, let’s face it, the costume doesn’t fit right. Tragic. For the con veterans reading this all you need to think of is that pimply, obese guy with the bad goatee in a Batman cowl and you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about.

I don’t want to come off as a jerk though. At first I was taking candid shots of these people without their knowledge but early on in my photo hunt I realized that they are all too happy to be photographed and are actually pretty swell folks who just love all things nerdy and awesome. I guess my beef is that I tend to be a details Nazi when it comes to Halloween costumes so I get all OCD when I see a costume that completely misses the point of the subject matter it’s emulating. It’s not really a “haha look at those nerds thing” really. Even I have a guilty pleasure in that I download episodes of Naruto Shippuden every week – so these people are, in a way, my brethren. I’ve not yet gotten into cosplay at comic cons, but I do LOVE halloween, so maybe it’s up my alley. Maybe.

Here are the good ones.

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The Good.

And here are the tragedies.

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The bad.

And here’s a tranny jedi:

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The Ugly

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Wedding Bashers

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wedding bashers - MichaelNus

Larry will always remember the day he lost his good arm.

I’m not too crazy about weddings. Well American weddings, to be exact. I think the song I embedded above pretty much sums it all up nicely as to why. I guess the main thing is that they seem to be devoid of the culture that I’ve grown up accustomed to. I was raised with loud, boisterous European sensibilities tempered with a classy edge, so I tend to view American weddings as bizarre and alien undertakings because for the most part they can be rather dull.

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There’s just something about their pomp and circumstance that seems to defeat the purpose of such a joyous occasion. There’s also the all-too-common “bridezilla” that our western culture tends to breed. Maybe it’s because getting married in America has become more of a checkbox on the linear road of life – you know, you finish school, get a job, find yourself a girl and put a ring around her finger as soon as you can and then hopefully have kids before she turns 35 at the very latest.

So you have this wedding and hire the band or DJ, eat some bland but beautifully presented food and avoid the dance floor like it’s made of lava until some brave soul who’s 9 drinks in at the open bar ventures out to do the funky chicken. Then there’s the question of “how much do I give the bride and groom in my mandatory card?” Another thing is the fact that it’s pretty much guaranteed that the happy couple do not know at least 15 – 20% of the guests – sometimes it’s as high as 40% due to the +1s that people bring so they don’t show up alone.

Some might say “oh boo hoo, Mike! Free food and open bar!” Well, actually it’s not really free as many of you who have been to a wedding any time recently may have recalled a box with a slot in the top somewhere near the table where you get your seating card. You’re supposed to put money in there for the bride and groom – at least $100 per person. Go ahead and feel terrible if you didn’t know what the box was for or avoided the box altogether up till now.

The big problem with American weddings is that because of the above factors, people get to doing a lot of small talk to pass the time (and believe me, you’re sure to be in for at least 5 hours). “so, what do you do?” “are you here with a date? You’re NOT?!? (look of disapproval followed by whispers to familiars speculating that you may be gay) “Oh I don’t want to dance, this isn’t my song” (you mean you can’t dance), “yep yep, well I should get going, work in the morning you know!” and the biggest one that gets my goat is that people ACTUALLY complain about this, that, or the other!

I’ve been to more weddings than I can count and the only ones I’ve enjoyed are the cultural ones. And I mean the ones that are unabashedly cultural to the point that they completely ignore what country they are in. For example Greek and Israeli weddings are so much fun you forget you’re at a “wedding” altogether People are so freaking happy and uninhibited that the wedding can last well into the wee hours. And since the band is also of the same culture they will play all damn night until they pass out!

Yumminess is next to godliness - MichaelNus

Yumminess is next to godliness

The last Greek one I went to, I was so happy for my friend and the bazouki music was blaring and the Ouzo was flowing that I got carried away! We destroyed every plate the venue had and even burned money (literally) in large denominations - 50s and 100s!

Sunday night, I went to a wedding that I totally expected to be a snorefest but then I realized it was an Israeli wedding once I arrived and I knew it would be a gong show. At Israeli weddings the bride and groom are treated like rockstars. They always have talented live bands and singers who play Mizrachi music and the MC always announces the married couple like they are about to box each other at Madison Square Garden. The dancing is epic and it pretty much feels like you’re at a hot club where everyone loves each other. The food is fantastically spicy, salty, sweet and savoury and the liquor at the tables is bottomless. Typically you will get a flute of champagne, a large wineglass, a small wineglass and a shot glass at the table. Tonight’s wedding had full bottles whiskey and Vodka at each table for the shot glasses and I definitely partook. We made sure our friend’s wedding was freaking awesome and there were almost no wallflowers.

Where am I going with this? This post is supposed to be anti-wedding. I guess the hate-on is limited to the North American ones then. After all, I do happen to live on that continent so the majority of the weddings I go to tend to be the kind I don’t like. The high divorce rate in this part of the world doesn’t exactly help me either with my opinion. The combination of those two things and my generally poor relationship skills have made me deathly afraid of weddings in that context.

I know that IF I ever tie the knot I will only invite people I know personally, I will make sure the band is freaking awesome and is capable of getting people grooving and moving. I will make the donation box optional or find another way to raise the money if needed in some way that feels less obligatory (i.e. charity poker and blackjack) and I will make sure the food is delicious. If my bride is of a certain culture I will make sure to fully represent her tradition and mix it with my Italian/Middle Eastern roots to make it something really special for the guests. Those of you who know me and have been to #NusCabana know that I like to be hospitable, so the above should not surprise you.

All I can say to conclude this post is that I know that many girls dream of that princess wedding for themselves. But I would like to put forth that if you’re going to have a wedding and invite people, consider that the reception is really more for them than it is for you. Concern yourself with your honored guests and worry less about making every little detail perfect and expensive. Make sure you know and care about all your guests and if there are a few +1s make sure you get around to greeting them. You have the rest of your lives to spend together and it’s important to know that not every day can be as exciting as your wedding day, so don’t compare the coming months and years to it lest you find yourself unhappy. Weddings are for the guests. The trick is inviting the ones who love the couple and know them well enough to want to make that day fun and special as thanks for honoring them with an invitation. Party until you can’t party no more because if ever there was a reason to do so, getting married is it – so forget what you have to do the next day until the next day comes.

I was going to put up some cool videos, but for some reason the connection at my midtown apartment has a .20mbps upload speed so it’s pictures for today until I settle it with Rogers.

Weddings are hit or miss

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Win Shaggy Tickets! #NusTickets

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Win Shaggy Tickets - MichaelNus.com

Win Shaggy Tickets - MichaelNus.com

My friend @jongauthier (follow him or else!) was kind enough to throw me a couple of tickets to the Shaggy concert on Sunday at Sound Academy! I think Sound Academy is bar far one of the best venues in town because of it’s great acoustics and ability to fit big acts while still somehow maintaining that small club feel.

I saw the John Butler Trio there a few weeks ago with Casie and it was awesome, if not a bit dreadlock heavy – we kept a tally of how many dreads we saw and I think were were up to 10.

Anyway, in the spirit of Jon’s generosity I would like pass on the chance for you to score yourself these tickets the old fashioned way – a raffle – rather than waiting for the Edge 102 to announce them on the air later today and tomorrow.

So here’s how to qualify.

  1. Follow @michaelnus on twitter
  2. Mention @michaelnus and tweet this blog post with the hashtag #NusTickets

You can also use the Disqus comment fields below to tweet, just make sure you have the “Share on Twitter” button toggled on before you post a comment.

Easy! No skill testing question, no insane hoops to jump through, no 9th caller. qualified names go in a hat and tickets get won! There are 2 tickets in total.

Aaaaaand GO!

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The Accidental Epic

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Raw photo: @oshthree Editing and coloring: @michaelnus

Sometimes a little camera can pick up feats of epicness after the 100th shot. You click and click and click away and get 99 badly focused, motion-blurred, dark or over exposed shots and just when you’re about to give up your camera lines up just right at a magical moment and suddenly you have a photo that makes you gape in amazement. You don’t have to be a professional to take that one epic shot (although insanely great photographers like Photojunkie and MotionBlur take epic shots on a regular basis), you just have to record life as it happens. My camera for recording life is my blog and my eyes. What’s yours?

A friend of mine and I went to see Iggy Pop a NXNE in Toronto a couple weeks ago and this is the shot his camera found. I took the raw shot of this and edited to make it look as you see above. He’s by no means a professional photographer by any stretch but he’s an example of that lucky person who captured the magic at the click of a shutter trigger. He originally picked up a DSLR camera to take pictures of his purebred Shar Pei and this was his first time taking the expensive camera out into the world.  He doesn’t really have an online presence so I made him a Twitter account cause you gotta give credit where credit is due some how right? follow @oshthree on twitter.

I sent this pic earlier to my friend, Alan Cross. Hopefully he will put it on his ExploreMusic site. Hint Hint.

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Why So Serious?

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It's all a matter of perspective - Michaelnus.com

It's all a matter of perspective.

The other day I had what has to be the most interesting job interview. Before I go on I will say in advance that I don’t know why I even go to these interviews knowing that I will in all likelihood be gone in September for a bit. I guess I just do them to keep my claws sharp and because lately I seem to be without the ability to say no to anything.

Anyway I walk in and am greeted by two people, a woman and a man. The woman seemed nice enough but the man, who was the executive director of the place was the no-nonsense type. In fact he didn’t seem to be in possession of a sense of humor at all. His questions to me were along the lines of “do you find yourself to be cynical or arrogant?” to which I replied “yes and yes.”

I don’t know what possessed me to say what I said next, but out it came and it sounded like this: “you seemed to be troubled that I answered in the affirmative to a question that is almost rhetorical” …awkward silence. I apologized and explained that I am usually able to read people pretty well in a way that was desirable to an employer. To which he replied: “so am I. I used to work in the secret service and I have a feeling you have some history with a similar organization.”

Shit. How did he know? In that moment I took some time to pause and assess the situation. Had I known that I would be talking to an ex secret service agent I would have prepared a little differently. Perhaps armed myself? I mean with some better questions… The thing is that the organization he now heads is quite the opposite of his former station. A non-profit, charitable organization is quite a far cry from the world of spies and subterfuge. I didn’t have the audacity to ask him what he was doing here considering the latter, but he sure had the gall to ask me. The rest of the interview was a write-off. We just sat there playing our strange game of mental chess as we tried to read each other while his assistant looked on in bewilderment. Although I expended a significant amount of brain power to hold this conversation with the Israeli Sean Connery, any leftover braincells were conjuring up little images of how hilarious he would look if he was in a tutu and hooker boots.

The next part of the conversation is classified but what I can tell you is that, despite the exceedingly awkward interview, it all ended up with a few laughs and, surprisingly, a serious job offer on the table and he wanted an answer within 24 hours. Ultimately I called back the next and declined because it was not for me but despite it all I kind of liked the guy, even if he reminded me of a cold war holdout. Although I’m sure that in his eyes I reminded him of some overqualified joker with a smart mouth at when we first began to talk.

Fair enough

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Send him to the brig Mr. Worf

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World Cup madness is really heating up. I must admit that although I have always been a soccer fan I didn’t realize that my current job at SafeKidZone would keep me so busy that I pretty much missed most of the important games in the first week and a half of the tournament. This past weekend I got dragged by mum to Winners/Homesense because she wanted to browse through the usual knickknacks and chachkes so in my boredom (some of you know I HAAAAATE shopping) I decided to screw this greasy Italian guy out of the last team Italy shirt in the store.

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Patrick stewart gets and earful of vuvuzela

Oh how he looked at me with pain and hatred when he saw that I beat him to it. But can I tell you a story about karma? Oh have I got it for you.

So I go the cashier and pay for the shirt and the lady, clad in a Portugal shirt, starts giving me shit saying, “that’s the wrong shirt. Italy only won by accident last time!” To which I courteously replied, “oh yeah? and when was the last time Portugal won, even by accident?” More hatred eyes directed at me.

So I get up this morning, watch the Slovakia vs Italy game and witness the Slovaks trounce Italy 3-0. Guess what? I was saving the shirt for the finals so I didn’t even take off the price tag. Now I have to go back to winners in shame and return the shirt most likely to the same lady. So now she gets to gloat while that Italian guy I screwed over gets to laugh at me for jooxing his shirt.

But I don’t think anyone got a worse go of instant karma during the world cup than Patrick Stewart. The picture here says it all.

He must have really screwed someone over somewhere his commission as Captain of the USS Enterprise and his run as Stan’s boss at the CIA in American Dad. Or it could just be retribution for years of English Apartheid in South Africa….

Well I guess it’s Argentina for the win this year. Go Maradona!

In other news… I got KLOUT! See you all in San Francisco!!

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Toronto Earthquake

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Well the earthquake happened earlier today and I think that by now we all know what caused it. It wasn’t the G20 and it wasn’t a bomb, and it wasn’t everyone’s combined gas (as many would have you believe), it was the following. So here it is – real video proof. Don’t argue. We all know that the TV never lies.

There you have it. Moving on.

That’s right, General Zod’s in town for the G20 and he’s already causing trouble. We’re pretty much screwed so I would say we heed his command and kneel before Zod. The person who pulled out all the trees downtown? Zod. The evil mastermind that thought a fake lake would be a great idea? ZOD! That person in the subway with the machine gun? Mariel Hemingway!

Wait, what? Ok I have a confession. I have always had a sick crush on Mariel Hemingway. I have no idea why. Maybe it’s because she’s Ernest Hemingway’s granddaughter, maybe it’s because she was way hot as Lacy Warfield or that Lesbian athlete in “Personal Best” but I’ve been in love with her for many years. It’s no wonder Superman would later go on to fight some weird 80s fashion reject in a cape and Lee Press-On nails for her love on the surface of the moon while completely ignoring the Cold War and a nuclear missile crisis. Either that or she told Superman that his @Klout score needed to be at least 34 before she would put out. Crafty.

Superman's Klout on Michaelnus.com

Super Trash Talk: Now you've crossed the line.

Where was I going with this? Who cares! Mmmm Mariel.

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My Apologies to Toronto

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MichaelNus apologizes to Toronto

Me: Sorry Toronto. Toronto: It's cool, broskie.

Dear Toronto,

To the city that bore me, I’ve been a naughty boy. With no regard for your splendor, your beauty, your opportunity and your loving embrace I left you for your younger sister, Vancouver. And then to top it all off I two-timed Vancouver and got into bed with your mom, New York.

What happened you may ask? Well I was a fool living in the suburbs so all I saw was the sleepy side of you. I wanted more, for my lust was high and whenever I wanted to F$%& you after a long day of work you would be sleeping and it would really kill the mood. You got fat, and so did I.

So I went to BC and joined the gym, grew my hair out long and spent night after night windmilling my black locks on stages up and down the west coast as I sang songs of pain, not knowing that the pain in my heart was my longing for your embrace once more. But me, the stubborn one as always, would not accept it. Maybe it was a quarter life crisis? That would explain the motorcycle and leather jacket.

Then I met New York at a New Years Eve party and I left BC for her highfalutin tapas bars, Victoria’s Secret underwear, Broadway shows and street maniacs.

But here I have returned. I came back to write the LSAT and there you were, right where I left you. I was in a funk, man. Then you showed me your beautiful side. You showed me that people here don’t suck as much as I thought. You gave me new and wonderful friends and I feel like an idiot. You have music, you have the night, and you have people who don’t bore me to death.

Please forgive my transgressions and accept this blog as my peace offering to you. I know I may be leaving you once again in September for law school but you and I both know that I will be back and that I will never love another city like I love you. One day i will return and perhaps I will be your mayor to make you more beautiful, more mobile, more cosmopolitan. I will wed thee perhaps with a new and more extensive subway system that will connect all your parts together into one beautiful beacon of light for all the world to see.

I know that I may discover that I will be really sick soon but I got the feeling that you will see me through. Thank you for the friends and for being fun again.

I love you.

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