My film friends, Bryan & Amy Storkel and Jason Connell have produced a film about card-counting Christians who are professional blackjack players called Holy Rollers: The True Story of Card Counting Christians.
I’ve been following this film for a while. I’ve seen several pieces of advanced footage and have been honoured to support it’s development in several ways. It’s a fascinating look into a niche world of Christianity and professional gambling!
AND IT DROPS TOMORROW!!
Check it out on Amazon.com, iTunes or YouTube!
Bryan is currently directing another documentary with Oscar-winning documentarian Daniel Junge called Fight Church. As someone who loves amateur MMA, I’m super excited about this one!!
And I can’t finish this post without noting that Daniel Junge’s Oscar-winning co-director on Saving Face (2011), Sharmeen Ohaid-Chiney, is Canadian (like me)!
Vessie Kazachka in the set of The Artist (first from the left)!
My friend Vessie Kazachka was Second AC on the Oscar-winning film “The Artist” and I remember her telling us while it was being shot that she thought it was a good film and that she was proud to be working on it. This was before the Weinsteins got wind of it.
Vessie also worked on my short film, Sonny! We are so grateful to her for sharing her mad skillz and very proud to call her friend!
I just moved, with my husband, across the country – from LA to NYC. I was doing weekly sprints ( more like monthly, but I was doing them!), sporadic strength training, and occasional walks with my hubby. But then we started packing!
Since the first empty box was opened until now (except for a brief run over Thanksgiving at my husband’s parent’s home) I haven’t done much exercise. That is, I haven’t done much single-purpose exercise (ie. exercise for the sake of exercise). What I *have* done is:
- lift and carry heavy and awkward items
- move heavy boxes
- assemble IKEA furniture
- move said furniture around the apartment without scratching the floors
- acquire and carry home heavy bags of household goods
- climb up onto the counters and climb back down again, over and over
And because we’re in NYC, there’s also…
So we’re getting exercise! My muscles can attest! And we’ve been getting the Erwan Le Corre-type of exercise… Sorta!
Once we get really settled in, I’ll figure out where to run my sprints. But in the meantime, I’m not stressed about not getting “regular” exercise.
Don’t get me wrong. I *love* my Injinji socks. I’ve just got a tight budget right now and can’t buy enough for every day of the week! So how do I wear my Vibrams without buying a ton of special socks? Simple. I make toeless socks.
They’re like fingerless gloves; but they’re for your feet!
It’s simple! Take a pair of socks that you want to wear with your Vibrams and put them on your feet!
Draw lines where the edges of your toenails hit the sock. Like so…
Then take the sock off and cut holes where those lines are… Tada! Toeless socks!
Yer done! Go wear your Vibrams proudly!
I was out with friends recently at a shopping center and we stopped in a sock store where I found these lovely options:
1. HUE Peek-a-boo Liners
They also come in nude…
2. They also had FEELMAX Toe Socks for Sneakers.
But if you’re feelin’ frisky, you might wanna go for these?
Or not… 😉
Dirt. It’s a good thing. I consider it mother nature’s vaccine. I like to play in it. Grow stuff in it. And sling it at that cute boy I married.
We can tend to sometimes think of dirt as dead. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, ya know? But dirt is a community of organisms. It’s alive. And we’re killing it.
Modern agricultural practices are eating away at our soil.
One of my favourite food bloggers linked to a new film called, you guessed it, DIRT.
Here’s the trailer…
Just like FOOD INC, KING CORN, and BIG RIVER were all films worth talking about, DIRT is worth our time.
I went down to the Rose Bowl for my sprints this morning. The grass had received a buzz-cut and it was rather wet.
My vibrams ended up looking like this!
It was a good workout. I ran further and faster than ever and felt great afterwards.
Here’s a report from the Atlantic about some Canadian’s who are bucking the law for the sake of their health and/or their pocketbook! Well, I suppose I can’t say why they’re doing it. But I know why I would!
First of all, as fellow Canadian Meghan points out (in this excellent little blog post), good eggs are incredibly healthful. Second, most commercial eggs pop out of sick, deformed, mal-nourished hens, so their nutritional content is all but non-existent. Third, those pitiful hens are indeed poorly treated. And finally, happy eggs from happy hens (well-treated and pastured) are expensive and tedious to acquire! I make a special trip to a farmers market in another municipality for my pastured eggs!
So in order to save money but get happy eggs from happy pastured hens, I would indeed consider raising my own chickens in my own backyard!
Unfortunately, my apartment building doesn’t even allow me to have cats right now.
But would I do it if it meant breaking the law? Golly. I can’t even see that bridge yet. Would you?