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Name: Ian
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Sunday, August 17, 2008

Mitsubishi CityChase Toronto - Aug 16, 2008

I am totally exhausted, reek of chlorinated water, and my groin muscles are badly pulled.

It all started two years ago.  I was sitting in the living room at Mare's place, stuffing my face with ice cream out of the tub while watching the latest episode on Amazing Race where teams travelled to India, riding elephants, learning to drive and making tapestries, among other cultural and rural activities.

Marianne: We could totally do that.  We should totally be contestants for this show!
Me: Mmgffff... *continues stuffing face with ice cream*.
Marianne: No! I'm serious. I think we'd be great at this!
Me: *Nods head in agreement to avoid an argument*

Fast forward to the beginning of summer when Steph tells me about CityChase 2008 -- an Amazing Race-style scavenger hunt around Toronto.  For a small fee of $150, I could see if Mare could put her money where her mouth is, as well as getting her off my back about planning things to do (she's been complaining that we haven't had enough dates). 

That brings us to today. 7 o'clock wake up time. Meeting Erica and Zion (our fellow competitiors) at the subway station, waking up Brian and Sarah (our google-mapping teammates sitting at home), and meeting downtown at Metro Hall Square at 9am.

At precisely 10am, we were set loose to retrieve a clue sheet which would give us clues to "chasepoints" around Toronto in which we needed to collect 10 in order to finish the race.  It was total madness. Imagine 1000 people in red dry-fit shirts, rampaging towards Union station.

This was our route:

Total time: 6 hours, 15 minutes. 11 Chasepoints

10:00am

Start: A quick Intro, got a lot of free drinks (Vitamin water, Fuzz) and had a quick washroom break (No peeing during competition!)

Ran to Union station (almost got hit by a taxi by disobeying pedestrian signals), grabbed our clue sheet and subwayed to Queen station taking street car 501 to Trinity Bellwood, while making frantic phone calls to Brian and Sarah to get them started solving our clues.

(1) - A soccer test in which yours truly had to keep a soccer ball in the air for four hits, navigate an obstacle course, and kick a ball through two pylons (or else you had to repeat the challenge). I got it on the first try, while Mare worked the phone to solve more clues. Chasepoint 1 completed!

(2) - Street car'd back to the fitness club where Mare made me cringe with her horrible pole dancing skills.  I won't be asking her to dance for me any time soon.   Chasepoint 2 completed!

10:30 am

(3) Subwayed to Museum station and ran to Queen's park.  We took turns pulling each other in a rickshaw in a circular path around the horse statue in the park. No sweat.  Chasepoint 3 completed!

(4) Ran to Varsity Gym and discovered that we had no swim gear for this swimming challenge. Mare wanted to leave, but despite my piss-poor swimming skills, I stripped down into my sexy boxers and dived to the bottom of the deep end to retrieve the hockey puck that we needed to advance.  Chasepoint 4 completed!

(5)  Upstairs in the same building, there was a huge lineup for a sport designed for blind people. Despite the lineup, we worked the phones, checked in with Zion and Erica to see their progress and exchanged tips.  Also got some more answers from Sarah and Brian. 

The sport was quite fun actually.  We were faced up against two 6' caucasian males. I casually joked that they're lucky to be playing against two diminutive asians, of which one was a girl.  We had to put on blind folds, and roll a heavy medicine ball which made a ringing noise at it moved to the other end to try to score a goal, while the defending team tries to stop it.  Team with the higher score at the end of two minutes won.  Mare made two key saves, and I whipped the ball as hard as I possibly could.  Final score: 2-0. Yay for the genetically disadvantaged! Chasepoint 5 completed!

12:00 noon

Next stop, was actually marked number (10), in which we had to pick up a sheet of questions about the olympics in which we had to submit later.  We got Brian Ma on the phone-- the master at trivia and he got to work on that. 

(6) Next up, went to a simple challenge designed to get one of us wet. The water was green and murky.  Mare chickened out, and made me sit on those dunking tank chairs in which when your partner hits a target with a ball, your chair falls out from under you and you get wet.  Despite hititng the target twice, her noodle arm wasn't strong enough to make me fall. I was safe. Or so I thought.  The ref felt sorry for her and let her walk right up and push the target and I got a mouthful of creek water. Chasepoint 6 completed!

(7)  Fencing is a lot harder than I thought. We got some quick lessons and had to each whack a girl on the head twice in order to advance. We barely squeaked by-- only because she didn't feel like Zorro-ing my ass. We also bumped into Zion and Erica here and exchanged further clues. Chasepoint 7 completed!

1:00 pm

At this point, we were feeling really confident and thought we could give the top 10 a run for its money.  But due to many miscalculations-- it went downhill from here.

Our first miscalcuation is that we didn't figure out the clues for the mandatory checkpoints until way later. And then we realized, it was intentionally done to be harder to get to.  We continued West on the Bloor line towards High Park until we arrived at our first mandatory point.

(8) This challenge involved getting articles of clothing, bags, shoelaces, you name it, to create a literal clothesline that could span 10 meters and lifted off the ground.  This was by far the longest challenge yet, as both of us had to strip down, and run around the park begging people for their belts, jackets and shoelaces to complete the challenge. After a gruelling hour, we managed to finish. Chasepoint 9 completed.

Our second miscalculation was doing an extra chasepoint in which we didn't need. We ran over to a Lithuanian area to complete another challenge with another team because we were in the area.

(9) We teamed up with another team to complete an obstacle course which included walking together on wooden planks and tossing hackie sacks into a bucket situated on a blindfolded person's head.  Chasepoint 9 completed!

2:30 pm

(10) It was a long ride back from High Park to Spadina station. We got out, and submitted our olympics trivia sheet for marking (in which Brian dilligently answered perfectly) to get an extra (uneeded) Chase point. Chasepoint 10 completed.

3:00pm

(11) We had one more mandatory Chasepoint to go. It was between Balfour Park up at Yonge and Mt. Pleasant or Ontario Place.  I went with the reasoning that Ontario place was closer to the finish-- and it ended up costing us the finish line, which closed at 4pm. Mare, correctly thought that being closer to the subway line would save us time. 

Instead, we got stuck on the slowest, worst street car ever.. TWICE: To go to and from CNE.  We had to run to Ontario Place (no easy feat), and navigate a paddleboat forwards and backwards using a horrible steering system. Final Chasepoint completed!

We arrived back at Union station and arrived at the finish line at 4:15pm. Fifteen minutes too late to count as an official finisher.  Sigh.

Either way. It was one of the most entertaining and fun days I've spent in Toronto. Fellow Torontonians are extremely friendly, and it was great to explore the city that I call home through an event such as this. Thanks to Mare, my awesome partner, Sarah and Brian -- the brains back home, Zion and Erica-- our teammate-competitors, and everyone else that made this day the most fun I've had in a long time. If this post has inspired you to take part, We'll likely be competing next year! Join us!

-( C o m m e n t s )-


Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Training. Cont'd


I need a vacation.

I'm fresh from a three hour "nap" that I was compelled to take after a long day of listening to 'Tim' rant on about how to make a successful power point presentation. Kill me now please.

In other news, you know you're in the wrong profession when there's a lineup to the Men's washroom and the Women's washroom is virtually untouched.

Needless to say, I am completely exhausted from learning absolutely nothing. My brain is vegetating and if not for my daily dose of intellectually stimulating material via Internet/The Economist, I'd feel stupider than I was the day before. So much for this hyped-up training that I thought I would be receiving.

My patience is wearing thin....

In other news, people were inquiring about my studio setup.  It's quite ghetto, really. I spent under $70 on it. Here it is.  You can ignore the comments, Carlson put them in to illustrate a point for me.


Ian's ghetto studio

-( C o m m e n t s )-


Saturday, July 26, 2008

Two weeks of Training. Done.

A two week excursion to New York on company money is a great way to get into the working lifestyle.


Up the yellow glowing escalator.

Despite the training being substandard in my opinion, the opportunity to experience the big city (again), hear from senior management during times of turmoil, building personal relationships with future coworkers, enjoying the NYC nightlife and shopping till your wallet bleeds made this trip all worthwhile.

Admittedly, I wasn't as enthusiastic to go back to New York for training.  Spending four months of the previous year was plenty for me to experience the sights and sounds of the city and more importantly, I was afraid that I would question my decision to forgo the job opportunities in New York and London for a much lower paying, possibly career-diminishing job in little ol' Toronto. 

Pushing that thought out my left ear, and reassuring myself that if I ever changed my mind, I would be able to go back to NYC at any time, I set out on making the best of this trip.  I got to meet a lot of new people, reconnect with ex-coworkers, ball-buddies and locals.  All in all, things went a lot better than expected and I feel ready to join the working world.

For the most part, the people that I will be training/working with all seem like a great bunch of people and I am happy to be where I am right now.  Now if only I could do something about the hour half long commute.


Please Have some of the overrated Frozen Yogurt


T-Mobile can influence clothing color.


Raise me up.


A farmer's market in the heart of NYC.


Pimpin' Car.


Popo's got style.


Fix me up. Please.


Need a drink?


You can't park here.


Support me.


Columbus would blush.


Sprinkle me down.


and Check me in.

-( C o m m e n t s )-


Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Down in the N.Y.C.


The descent into the city that never sleeps.

There's always something about Manhattan that just makes you feel like you're taking the high road of life.  Whether its the local flavour, hip bars and entertainment, the taxi air, or the constant sirens, you just feel as if you are in the middle of it all. 

I am sitting here in a room at the 'Trendy' Hudson hotel in midtown, waiting for work training to begin. My fellow trainees are cool people from not-so varying backgrounds (mostly Waterloo-- and from Chinese or Indian/Sri Lankan descent) and I look forward to working with them.  And best of all, nearly all of them play basketball :)

I haven't explored too much, (or took many pictures, for that matter, which explains why I have 'reused' the pictures from last time around) due mainly to the fact that I feel like a local. It's just about time for to begin training. My first day at a "real" job. No more intern treatment :)... I hope. Ciao!


Brooklyn Bridge.

-( C o m m e n t s )-


Wednesday, July 09, 2008

The Good Life

It's been a while, I know.

I revamped the ol' blog a little bit and garnished the top with a new(old) picture from 2004.  Cuz you're not really from Scarlem till ya get arrested.

In three days, I will be back on a plane to the big apple, starting training for a new job-- probably the first company in which I will spend more than a year at. 

I have always maintained that the working life was better than school, and I guess that will be put to the test when I start work full time.  No more four-month coop terms to bail me out.  No more looking forward to choosing new, 'interesting' courses only to get raped by stupid Waterloo professors.  And most of all, no more being treated like a coop student.

It's a fresh start.  Wish me luck.

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Dennis, Zion, Steph and Erica were kind enough to lend me their faces for a photoshoot in which I experimented with lighting from a do-it-yourself approach.  I spent about $50 on the ghetto 'studio'-- and used various handy items around the house, like old white bed sheets, plants, and wooden planks to assist in the shoot.  Here are a few of the shots. Critiques welcome.

The title of this shoot is called 'Office Politics'.  You can imagine a Chinese Drama with two girls and two guys in some sort of love triangle or something.  Anyway, you get the picture.


The making of a TVB Series?


Zion, the funny but mean manager with an alcohol problem.


Assistant manager Steph, who's always laid back and relaxed.


Dennis, the hardowrking, all around nice guy that gets taken advantaged of in the office


Erica, the happy-go-lucky secretary.


How to get fired.


Office Politics: Coming to a Television near you! (well. not really)

-( C o m m e n t s )-



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