Posts tagged loserkaraoke
I’ve been playing this pretty close to the chest, everyone. I didn’t want to worry people and I’m certainly not the type to fish for sympathy so I kept this one hush hush for the most part. My first post on this blog kind of jumped the gun. Almost 2 months ago I went to see the doctor about a mysterious lump in my chest and his prognosis was mixed so he sent me for an ultrasound. The ultrasound technician told me that there was definitely something there but that I was going to be fine. I stupidly took that as meaning that everything was fine. I tend to be optimistic.
So that day I started my blog as a way to celebrate life, talk about what I’m doing with my life, and shine the spotlight on my good friends, old and new, because they have really made an impact on me. Then the bad news came a few days later. A phone call saying that the doctor wanted to see me in person immediately to discuss the test results. It wasn’t a good feeling. He told me that there was a good chance that the lump was a tumor and then referred me to a specialist. It was 2 weeks between my last meeting with the doc and the specialist. In that time I haven’t breathed a word about my condition to more than 5 people. Yesterday I saw the surgeon/specialist and it was tense because it was the day I would get the news on whether I would need to go through the rigors of cancer treatment or get a clean bill of health.
I don’t get nervous too often. Perhaps it’s an emotion that I reserve for the final 30 minutes before I take the stage, but the fact that this surgeon’s office was packed with religious symbols threatened to break my cool. This painting on his wall was just brutal. It really could be interpreted one of two ways: Either Jesus is with the surgeon and is guiding his hand to success OR (and I tended to lean towards this one) Jesus is hanging around because he’s about to receive a new soul for his flock. Pardon the tasteless pun but all I could think was “Holy shit, I’m a dead man!”
You cannot begin to imagine the overwhelming sense of relief and joy that fell upon me when the surgeon told me that I was going to be alright and that he was “100% sure” this time that there is no cancer! My life-long friend and de-facto attorney,Mark, (pictured at the top of this post in an inquisitive state) came with me to the office and I just had to jump on him right there in the waiting room with the good news. Best. Hug. Ever. (no homo).
So what’s a man to do with this good news? Karaoke with the best people in Toronto! That’s what! last night’s loserkaraoke was just epic. I only told a few people about my reason to celebrate because this, to me, was a private little victory. It was a reminder of how I need to press on with my dreams and pursue the paths that lay before me. To make my father (rest his soul) proud and to build something that will help my fellow man in the future.
I got a lot accomplished yesterday, inquired about all the professional loans I needed to pay the exorbitant tuition for law school and spent a good day with a friend who I’ve known for about 26 years, not counting the years I wasn’t sentient, I hope that the friends I’ve made and am making now in Toronto will get to know me as well as Mark does and will stay in touch for many years to come. Although law school will take me out of Toronto for a little while I know now that my roots are there and I will march on with my friends and family in Toronto in my heart. Cancer free.
It cant be helped. Some of us just gotta sing and there’s nothing you can do. The only problem is that not all of us CAN sing, but who cares?! That’s what #loserkaraoke is all about. The worse you are the louder we clap for you. Well at least that was the original idea. Now we clap whether or not you’re good because while the singing is great it’s more about the good times with friends.
I wanted to put up a quick post about our weekly karaoke ritual because it’s just too much fun not to be mentioned out in the open. Thursdays at Tequila Sunrise on Adelaide and Simcoe. See you there at 10pm! Trust me, you won’t regret it. (UPDATE: Venue changed to Grindhouse Burger Bar on 365 King Street West)
Remember what I said in my last post about having love, sustenance and creativity? You will find all three at Karaoke with us on Thursday nights. So get your butt over and don’t give me any excuses about work tomorrow. We all know it’s slack-off Friday so you ain’t fooling no one.
Oh and one more thing: Here’s a video that pretty much explains two things:
- Only loserkaraoke can produce this kind of epicness
- TweetAgora for your iPhone is the only Twitter client you need.
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You may now continue with this song playing as you read =)
My new found love affair with Toronto continues. I don’t even know where to begin so I guess I will start with just the last few days. By the way, HUGE appy polly loggies to my readers for disappearing for the last couple days. Won’t happen again, I pLomise.
I would say that around Wednesday is when things got busy so I will break it down. Note that, as per the title of this post, all of the events described herein have occurred downtown.
It’s no secret that much of the social media game is being, well, social. If you were under the impression that we social media managers just sit behind computers all day writing blogs then you’re sorely mistaken. Consider that for a blog to be engaging and entertaining there must be something to blog about. Sure I can lock myself in my room all day and write depressing poetry but I would sorely limit my audience to a small demographic of like-minded emo kids with one too many Smiths albums. The rest of us “conformists” like to get out in the summer and meet new people, hang out with good friends and, dare I say, support one another in our respective endeavours whether we’re trying to get the word out about a product we’ve created, a website we love and curate, or just to bounce ideas off one another as a wonderfully creative community. So why do I go and hang with the social media circle jerk? Because when the toast in the center is all but eaten, you find that you’ve made some pretty awesome friends.
Anyway so here’s part of the recap of Wednesday alone!
Social Media Day Mashable Meetup at The Madison Street Pub.
Ah, The Maddy pub. My old friend, my worst enemy. Right up until I left Toronto originally the Madison was always the epitome of animal house.
If you’ve never been there, imagine a pub that is made up of 3 multi-level heritage houses that has multiple bars, several patios, lots of room and is a labyrinth full of secret passages to different parts of the establishment. Now imagine that the place is smack dab in the middle of U of T frat house country and you will get the picture. The Madison is, in a word, hell. A drunken fighting, loud talking, beer flowing, college hell – and it’s close to my heart…like a narrow-miss bullet wound.
I think many people have a love/hate relationship with the Maddy, but as for me my love for that place was so strong that I could never go there again for my own health. But that was many years ago and Mashable was doing a meetup there and had free cupcakes!
Plus the infamous Scott Stratten (@unmarketing) and the equally infamous Casie Stewart were doing keynote speaking spots there, so I decided to suck it up and get over to the old Maddy pub to network a bit before heading off to my good friend Jeremy Wright’s birthday at my NEW drunken, loud talking, beer flowing grownup hell, Tequila Sunrise.
In all I would say that the experience was positive, if not short lived. Short lived simply because there were just too many people there to really maximize your networking opportunities. I mean the joint was packed. When it’s that packed people tend to seek out others they already know and just cling to them. Although I managed to meet a few new folks, I also sought out some familiar faces. So guilty as charged. Regardless I still very much enjoyed Scott’s rant and Casie’s tips on how to manage multiple personalities…online. Here are the videos.
After that it was off to Jeremy’s 31st birthday at Tequila Sun Rise, and the funny thing is that many of the people I met or met up with at Mashable showed up there too. I think it’s safe to say that Karaoke with Jason Rolland is one of, if not THE best, karaoke experience in Toronto. It’s a great place to sing new and current songs (unlike the shitty Gladstone hotel, which Rochelle and I call Geezer Karaoke) and chat with our little contingent of social media gurus. Going to Loser Karaoke is what began my new love affair with Toronto, Who knew a tiny bar on Adelaide and Simcoe could melt my contempt for this city? It goes to show that it’s not the place you’re in, it’s the people that are in there with you that make all the difference. Here are some pictures from that night. I tried to get as many people as possible to wear these rad glasses with flip down shades! The rest of the set is on my Flickr account.
If you’re reading this and you’re feeling lonely, come to loser karaoke downtown, where everything’s waiting for you. If you search #loserkaraoke on twitter you will get all the details nearing each Thursday, when we do it. We’ll be there.