Mo’ support needed

November 22, 2010 at 8:18 pm (advertising, agencies, Charities, Good Things, kate, Music, SapientNitro)

MOvember is where noble men look like porn stars and pedophiles from the 70’s during the month of November, and all for a good cause. Even Yoshi is participating.

MO'shi


He’s feelin’ punchy and ready to punch prostate cancer right in the prostate. Here at SapientNitro Toronto, we made our own little tribute to MOvember. The girls and I tried to grow a mustaches for November but nothing is happening yet, so we relied on an iPhone app from the Cassius video to help us out a little with showing our support in the form of a ‘mo.

http://player.vimeo.com/video/17014272

SapientNitro Toronto – MOvember – I love you so! from Natalie Gooding on Vimeo.

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Travelling on a mission

May 11, 2010 at 9:49 pm (kate, travel, Uncategorized) (, , )

A year and a half ago, I watched as my own mother was physically and emotionally broken down by stage 4 lung cancer. I can only hope that was the worst experience I’ll ever endure. Despite efforts, I had to eventually come to terms that denial was ineffective, and that I was completely incapable and unable of doing anything to stop it. Its grip came with a wrath that nobody and no medical treatment could control, reverse, or even hold off.

Throughout my mother’s entire life, she had one dream that overpowered most others. To be traveling through Europe, or more specifically, the South of France. Whether it was due to family, finance, or other forces, there was always something blocking the path of the Europe dream. In the early summer months of 2009, it finally became attainable. I could tell she was going to be a pretty agreeable travel companion while we planned our itinerary, as the only place she really cared about seeing was the French countryside…

Timing was definitely not on our side, as right when her ultimate dream was within reach for the very first time, it was snatched away in what felt like an instant.

Obviously there are countless upsetting angles, but one of the ones that still bothers me the most today, is that she was so close to achieving the one thing she wanted so, so badly. It is unfair, enraging and sad.

In ghost stories, you hear the term “unfinished business” a lot. I don’t believe in ghosts, but this is certainly a prime example of unfinished business. Although I’m not very spiritual, I feel I owe it to her to give the next best thing. I’m going to scatter my mother’s ashes across the countryside of Southern France. I’m not exactly what you would classify as “a believer”, (I wish that I was) but I’m confident I will feel better when this is done. The circumstances are not exactly ideal, but she will get there.

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Published Down Undah

May 6, 2010 at 7:10 pm (fiction, Gigs, Good Things, kate, News, Shameless Self Promotion, travel, Uncategorized, writing) (, , , , , , , , )


I have an affinity for Australia for a number of reasons. Kangaroos, the didgeridoo, Wallabies , Chris Lilley, a vast expanse of extraordinarily venomous yet fascinating creatures, the word bogan, and now I have possibly the best reason yet. They published one of my short stories on Australian Reader!
It’s called What Do You Know, check’er out
> Let’s get bogan

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February is slushy.

February 23, 2010 at 2:36 pm (kate, News, random) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

BRAAWWWWK

Current mood: Hulk
Current weather: It’s snowing UP
Current obsession: Lost, Franks Red Hot, travel and cookies
Current stuff I’m excited about: Being published in the April edition of Fresh! Literary Magazine. Based outta Boass-tin Mass, The Buried Life, being a finalist in this contest to win a trip to Costa Rica.

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A Good Idea vs. The Good Idea

February 1, 2010 at 6:19 pm (advertising, industry, kate, random) (, , , , , , )

As an ad creative, one of the big things that keeps the drive alive, and desire to stay in the industry is that feeling you get the moment an idea comes up that you know is a good idea… We’ve all heard that in a brainstorm there are no bad ideas… Actually, most of the time there are plenty of good ones, even more so-so ones, plenty of “meh” shoulder shruggers and takebacks*, but nothing tops the one, golden idea.

The difference between a good idea and THE good idea I’m referring to is that you’re very much aware it is golden. There’s an element of excitement you feel, picturing and planning the best laid plans for how the campaign will play out, and that recurring thought, “this is gonna be soo good.”

It can be a little bit demotivating sitting in a pool of ideas that are only “okay”, and trying to pick the one with potential to be molded into something great – something it’s not. Then what can you do? You can’t reshape dried cement – which I’ve tried to do, and yes, they are comparable.

When an idea hits you and you with absolutely no doubt in your mind that it is the greatest idea EVER… Okay maybe not ever, but the greatest solution for that particular client, then you’ve picked the chocolate bar with the golden ticket. Yes, you’re fucking Charlie.

It makes you just want to dump every other idea said this far, and quit thinking of new ones. All you want to do is nurture the new brainchild. And why wouldn’t you? Did Charlie continue buying Wonka bars that same day after he won? No he didn’t. ‘Cause he already picked the winner and knew he was headed to a world full of endless joy.

Maybe in those situations that’s all you should do. If there’s any doubt in your mind as to whether it’s the best idea, then we’re talking about different things.

You can still salvage some of the others, but let’s be honest, they’re just filler now. Maybe I’m lame, or too optimistic, or too into advertising. But when there’s an idea that I’m positive is going to work, my brain explodes into confetti and if life were a musical, that’s the moment where the fully choreographed and costumed backup dancers would appear.

*Takebacks = “Hey how about… Oh, wait…Actually, no.”

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Send me to Costa Rica.

January 18, 2010 at 5:31 pm (Good Things, kate, News, Shameless Self Promotion, travel) (, , , , , , , , , , )

In grade 10, I missed a class trip to Costa Rica and was left forever resentful. I can’t even remember why I missed it now, I’m sure it was partially to do with parents convincing themselves that I would surely be attacked by a group of vicious monkeys, go riplining into a tree, and/or plummet over a waterfall in my dinghy. However, gravity, among other forces have always lured me South. It’s warm, it’s different, full of the unknown and truths to be learned, stuff I wouldn’t be able to fathom unless I went there for myself. Most importantly, there is stuff that needs to be done, stuff we can actually do. I’m talkin’ beneficial, life changing action for both ourselves and the people of Costa Rica in different but equally satisfying ways. Tons of fortunate people take vacations every year to places like Cuba, Dominican Republic, and Costa Rica, and still many never get a chance to leave their resorts and truly experience the country itself, or meet the people and understand their culture and the way they live. There is a misconception that associates these countries with elaborate buffets, sun and pools, fully stocked bars and pineapples carved to look like exotic fish.


Then I discovered a travel blog run by lad called Nomadic Matt, who seems to share this way of thinking about travelling. He travels to learn and gain experiences and make differences. He brings back invaluable memories and potentially life changing stories to share, instead of just a nice tan.

...Or a not-so-nice tan


Nomadic Matt has decided to give his following the chance to see what he’s seen, and is running a contest alongside the admirable travel and tourism company, G.A.P. Adventures. I want this trip because I want to experience and share the beauty of the real Costa Rica, it’s culture and people. Sometimes when on vacation, we’re left with the impression that these countries are limited to their beautiful resorts and beaches, but there is so much more to see. I can’t stand being locked in a resort knowing that all that new and unique culture is just outside the gates. I want to go on a trip that doesn’t mask anything, even though I probably won’t get attacked by monkeys r go over a waterfall, at least make it a possibility.
It’s the real, raw experiences that far outweigh relaxing on a beach. As nice as it is to do nothing, it feels way better to do something, which is exactly what I hope to get out of this trip. I would want to return with knowledge about locals, how they live, how they eat, what they do, the culture, the climate – everything and/or anything! It’s not just the country and people you would be learning about, I think this trip would teach me a lot about myself as well. Everyone has their limits but few have actually reached what they are. I think we are capable of things we don’t even know we can do until faced with that situation. Being thrust into a completely new environment forces us to become open minded. I want to do it, talk about it, document it, and maybe inspire someone else to gain a similar experience. The more parts of the world we see and experience firsthand, the better understanding we’ll have of each other.

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Play Time

October 27, 2009 at 6:36 pm (Gigs, Good Things, kate, Local, Shameless Self Promotion, writing) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

This past Sunday… My brain exploded.
A small group of playwrights and wannabe playwrights (hai that’s me), gathered together at the Alumnae Theatre on Friday for something called “Write Now” (get it?!)
A retired fireman named Gary Wignall sat us all down and gave us a talking to for about an hour. He was cool. He reminded of a New Yorker for some reason. He just had a genuine, experienced coolness vibe going on. He talked about the history of firefighting in Toronto starting from the 1800’s all the way up to now.
DID YOU KNOW: The Alumnae Theatre used to be a fire station in 190-something?
Here are some things I learned from Gary…
-People used to have buckets outside their house filled with water in case of fire and they were called the Bucket Brigade. Cute.
-Almost all of them were volunteer
-At one point they had no masks
-One time, a fire station caught fire (lolz) and all the firemen continued their meetings in a tavern across the street.
I was disappointed I didn’t hear anything about a pet Dalmation… Why were they firedogs in the first place? And how come you never see them today? Doesn’t anyone own Dalmations anymore? WTF where are all the Dalmations?

dalmationfire

how come you don't love me anymore


Anyway, we were given 48 hours to write a 10 minute play that could be inspired from any snippet, small or large, that Gary said. Anything at all that set off a creative spark. One thing he said was that if somebody had used up all their sick days, they could get other people to go in and work their hours. That was the starting point for my play.
I totally lucked out and got set up with a great director who totally got what I was trying to say. She hit the nail on the head, nail’d it! It’s crazy….CRAZY awesome to see something that spawned from your own random thought in your imagination and then have it come alive in front of your eyes like the Frankenstein monster by people who actually know what they’re doing. I was so excited I think part of my brain melted. The cast was also perfection. But more excitingly, one of them runs another little biz-nass called Jammin’ On The One, and he wants to stage it! It would be performed (SANS scripts in hand) Spring 2010. No jokes.
lolcatwant

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TRAVELS

September 3, 2009 at 3:22 pm (alcohol, animals, kate, travel) (, , , , , , , , , )

First, I went to one old place and one new place, to me. The old place was Key West. There’s a lot of personal history there, my parents met there, I got to see the house my mom lived in at the time, now it’s a jewelery store and probably looks heaps different but here it is anyway. See

My mom's old place

My mom's old place

We were on Carnival Cruise lines on a ship called Imagination. In other words, I’m on a boat, motherfuckers.

get your flippyfloppys

get your flippyfloppys


The ship staff was amazing, super attentive all the time, put on great shows, and had a great on board orchestra. I really wanted to hit on the bass player…
His name was Lee, and he played bass and he had an English accent. SOLD. Oh, and he could sing, Beatles. EXTRA SOLD.

Guapo

Guapo

The people were nice but it is littered with a lot of wretched excess type. I witnessed a LOT of gorging, which feels extra odd when you’re visiting countries such as our next location, Cozumel, Mexico. It was beautiful, but really really HOT. There was a little kid playing another type of Mexican bass instrument who I wanted to adopt. So cute, despite that he should have been in school during the time we saw him.

skills

skills

horseh does not approve of cooling method

horseh does not approve of cooling method


The food was all pretty good but the drinks weren’t included in the trip price. They are smart little bastards. They give you this card, called a “fun card” or something like that. It acts as a credit card so instead of paying for drinks and excursions in cash, you just swipe this little “fun card”, and all is well… Until that is, you get the bill. Then it’s anything but fun.
"Hey, nice drink." "Thanks, it was free with my fun card!" "OH RLY?"
It was crazy awesome to get to see the fam and be asea for a week anyway.

Next was a little trip I think of as “NYC round 2: Independence Day Edition.”

4th of, Ju-ly, Brooklyn's, on fire!

4th of, Ju-ly, Brooklyn's, on fire!


Since we are cheap bastards, we decided to take a bus to Buffalo and then fly into the city from there. We grabbed the necessities and got on board.
Fuel

Fuel

don't get too excited, it's just Buffalo

don't get too excited, it's just Buffalo


We met HEAPS (I learned that slang from the Aussies) of people in and around our hostel from Wales, London, Seattle, Guatemala, and Australia. We were bogans (another newly acquired Ausspeak!) and sat in the dirt and watched the sunrise on the 4th after fireworks and drinking.
Bogans

Bogans


We learned quickly that were in fact, watching the sunrise from the wrong side. Woteva, still good. Still good.
what's going on here?......awwwww shit.

what's going on here?......awwwww shit.

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IT’S TIME

June 16, 2009 at 2:02 pm (fiction, Good Things, kate, News, Shameless Self Promotion) (, , , , , , , , )

Man Park Bench Central park

Made into the 2009 Summer edition wooop
Check out an odd little tale I wrote a few years ago on The Smoking Poet.
Second story down. It had to be edited way way down in order to meet the 1000 word limit, the original is even more hammered than this.

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Jam with Tamarama

June 5, 2009 at 2:18 pm (crazy, Good Things, Gossip, kate, Music, News, Shout outs, Toronto, Want) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Jay and Pottsy of Tamarama

Jay and Pottsy of Tamarama


So, my roomie Hilary and I went to a Darfur benefit concert this Tuesday at the Berkeley Heritage Church, featuring Australian import band, Tamarama.
You might recognize the frontman, Jay, from MTV’s The City. Once we managed to get past the fact that we were surrounded by swooning 16 year old girls, it was pretty fun. The bar was barren though so we had to make our way across the street to a very shady bar called Buffalo’s, where we got into an argument with a man about the skillset of Lady Gaga, and discussed the Dixie Chicks. Then his girlfriend threatened to beat us up, for allowing conversation.
ANYHOO. The show was fun, but what was more fun was coincidentally befriending the band’s manager, who allowed us our own meet and greet session.
4some

4some

. Everyone was soo excited to meet Jay and Pottsy because they are former models and Jay was on The City, AND dated the hottest girl alive, my favourite VS model. We were equally excited to meet the other guys too, the forgotten ones!
sweet little Jasper, we wouldn't forget you

sweet little Jasper, we wouldn't forget you


During our meet and greet, we half jokingly suggested they come to a bar with us, since we were probably the only girls in there of legal drinking age. And he proceeded to say the single greatest possible word that could have come out of his mouth at that exact moment…”Okay.”…. Wait, what? Now the pressure was on to think of a hip enough bar to impress them with, but the first suggestion that came out was, “not Buffalo’s”. Knowing where NOT to go is at least a start. I said if this actually happened I would eat my ticket.
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Anyways, we ended up at the Drake Hotel, pretty snazzy. There was tequila, it got pretty sloppy, especially for a Tuesday night. We left Jay the hot aussie in a pool of admirers (how the eff did they get in, does the Drake only ID on weekends?) got some drunk pizza which was in a word, awesome, and made it home in time to sleep for an hour before work. W00t!
post-tequila

post-tequila


We did it all for the good cause! 100% of ticket sales went to benefit Darfur.
the band

the band

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