Taking a page from fellow blogger Encyclotedium, today's blog entry will be brought to you by the letter C.
C is for Cancer. Yes, the biggest C there is. My weekend was full of references to Cancer. Firstly, a friend of mine is dealing with a parent who is battling round two of cancer at the moment. We were supposed to hang out on Friday evening, but she ended up getting a call and had to fly back home immediately, so I don't know how she's doing but I hope things are alright, though the situation does look bleak.
On Saturday night, I attended a fundraiser dinner in support of the Michael Cuccione foundation. He was a young boy who starred on a TV show called 2Gether, and who passed away from cancer years ago. His memory lives on in the legacy of his foundation and the money it has raised towards helping children with cancer.
C is for Cuccione. C is for Children.
C is also for Cemetery, which is where I was at earlier that day doing our annual tradition of lighting incense sticks and bringing trays of food to show our respects, while people from other cultures look on wondering exactly what the hell we are doing. Luckily, there are a lot of Chinese people at this cemetery, so we weren't the only ones going through this yearly ritual. C is for Chinese Customs. Again, with a reference to the Big C, my father passed away from Cancer when I was 13, so there's that.
As well, I was listening to one of my favourite podcasts, The Moth, which is a live storytelling event, and one of the stories being told was from a man who was a stand-up Comedian and had made it all the way to the Tonight Show with Johnny Carson in the late 80s but was also dealing with his 2 year old's battle with cancer in his private life.
On a lighter note...
...C is for Coffee. On Sunday, I met up with The Guy for a Cup of Coffee, but also to do some work for his show that he puts on every year. He runs beauty pageants, I don't know if I've ever said that before, but his pageants are more development programs for young women than they are a beauty contest. Plus, the shows act as fundraisers for the local Cops For Cancer charity, which helps send kids with cancer to summer camp every year. C is for Charity.
We then went and had sushi for lunch and it was nice to hang out with him, and be in his company. C is for Casual. C is for California Roll.
C is also for Chris and Calvin, whom along with my ex, I hung out with on Friday night at the Vancouver Aquarium. It was a special night event called Immersion, where adults were invited to the aquarium to go behind the scenes of the shark tank, visit and hold specimens in the Wet Lab, attend a 4-D IMAX film, and say hello to the giant turtle, the beluga whales, the dolphins, and the other inhabitants of the aquarium. The new Amazon exhibit, however, was closed off unfortunately. But that gives one a reason to go back! They should have this event more often as it gives a chance for adults to have some drinks and enjoy the aquarium without kids running around.
C is for Cowboy Junction, which is a terrible terrible gay movie that I watched. It's not Cinema, it's Camp, but without intending to be.
And finally, C is for Cover Orange.
First there was Angry Birds, then I moved on to Plants Vs Zombies, and now the most recent game on my iPhone to completely rule my life is the highly addictive, seemingly endless, totally cute yet strategic Cover Orange. The goal of the game is to Cover the Cute little oranges and shield them from the evil rain Cloud from getting them. Sounds Completely absurd, I know. But it's hours and hours, nay, DAYS, of fun.
Hope you had an exciting event-filled weekend!