Psychotic Film Festival

Tonight I went to the Psychotic Film Festival put on by the Winnipeg Film Group. It was a rather spontanious decision and therefore I desided to venture out aLONE. I hopped on the 70 and made my way down town, until the bus system desided to head back South again and I was forced to walk the remainder of the way.

The film itself was hilarious, definatly worth the $5 investment. I would describe it mainly as humourous, demented, and quirky; all qualities which I enjoy in a good film. It was made up of almost 1o different shorts and highlights included a killer mattress, lots of blood, child being stabbed in the eyes with carrots, lots more blood, maniacal laughter/screaming, a pimp, blood, and grandma getting a sponge bath. Warning: Do NOT attempt to view next years production if your sense of humour is not characterized in the following; disturbed, demented, quirky, psychotic, forgiving

Making my way back home proved to be a little more apprehensive. As I stood waiting for the bus I sensed that my individualistic ways might have to be curbed slightly, and that friends really aren't a bad asset late on a Saturday night in the heart of the Winnipeg Exchange district. A very sweet taxi driver who was unoccupied at the time pulled up and offered me a ride to a more populated area, I accepted. He dropped my off near Portage Place, but from previous experiance I knew I had to backtrack a little bit.

As I was debating which bus stop to head for, I can officially say that I stood the corner of Portage and something-or-other (at night!). I recieved a few curious glances, but I have come to the decision that I would not make a very proper lady-of-the-night, I really do not own enough pairs of fishnet stockings.

If anyone is interested in attending future productions with me, just let me know. I am specifically interested in seeing Kings and Queens (TOTALLY different genre than psychos though) which is playing from April 14-20 at 7pm.

Reminder:
Once upon a time there was a brilliant young child who wanted to skip grade school. The teacher made a deal; "If you answer this one question I am about to ask you then I will grant you all A+ 's and move you up to the next grade, but if you fail to answer properly, then you will have to remain in my class for the duration of the year." Thinking critically the child inquired, "Is it a mathmatical or scientific-type question, or is it like english, an opinion question?" "It is both, both mathmatical and scientific, there is only one correct answer." replied the teacher. The child then hastely agreed, because they knew everything, there was no question that they should know the correct answer.
"What is the shortest day of the year?" The teacher asked.
The child excitedly replied; "December 22, the winter solstice!"
"Wrong!" Exclaimed the teacher, "We live in North America and we like to do what is called 'Daylight Savings', where we set our clocks ahead 1 hour on the first Sunday in April (although Canada/USA are about to change that next year) and therefore that Sunday only contains 23 hours and is thus the shortest day of the year. Pay closer attention next time, I wasn't asking for the shortest number of daylight hours. (hehehehehe) Congradulation, you fail."

And the moral of the story is "don't forget to change your clocks back" and yes, "teachers really are in it to screw you, they LOVE trick questions!" Erm, to all teachers reading this, I still love you, I totally didn't mean it, I love bonus marks!

PEACE!