Archive for September, 2007

My WestJet email.

So the other day I filmed a little movie on a WestJet plane. I received a lot of feedback on it and was feeling a pretty warm buzz. In all my personal glory I came to the decision that I had to tell WestJet about it, but how?!

The following is the email I sent to […]

Ze frank

Hello internet surfing people. I like to think that the majority of our viewers/readers are well informed people. I like to think that they MUST already know about Ze Frank and how awesome he is. But this is most likely not the case…. So, go check him out!
www.zefrank.com
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There is a God

Yes. This just in. There is a God. And he loves me. I swear. He does.
Last year on our camping trip to Crab lake. I was very sick. I had the flu. And for the 4 days we were there. It rained. It rained horribly. Every moment, of every day.
There was even a moment, when […]

Does somebody have a case of the Mondays?

It’s funny. This line has been bashed into the ground countless times. The general consensus of the sentence is negative. Even when it’s being used as a joke, it’s not funny. Well tgfters, it’s time to give your Monday a second look.

I like to think of Mondays as “hump day”. Every Monday I […]

Thinking about a new series of videos

So I’m thinking about getting into a routine where I get up at 6 or 7 every weekday morning and create a small video for the site.
Nothing incredible, just something small every day. The point would be to see what sort of stuff I can create that early in the morning, as well […]

One Year

Today is the one year anniversary of this little site known as Two Guys From Toronto!!!!!

Over time

Ever realize one day that something which shaped who you are (or rather who you were) is gone?
Something as subtle as the graffiti that you used to ponder on your walk to work everyday. Or the gummie airplanes and dinosaurs you used to eat for lunch for a good 12 years of your […]

Hello World!

Hello World!
Isn’t it funny that by typing “Hello World” into a blog I’m really being more incorrect then I would be if I said it to my empty bedroom yet somehow it just feels more right?

This is my first post.

Don’t you hate it when you have nothing to rebel against? Nothing to prove wrong. Nothing to break free of?
I do.