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Back in Episode 003, the ultra easy became way complicated when a swirling vortex yawned open and swallowed the project. Carmen, my female lead couldn’t legally work in the USA, so we moved the production to Canada. Then, Maho found a big boat to shoot on in the province of Ontario, clearing the way to restoring the script’s post apocalyptic context, which opened a whole other can of worms. On my way to eyeball this can, less than a month before we’re scheduled to start shooting, my alleged sex crimes prevent me from entering Canada.
Since this is Episode 004, you might as well admit that you’ve been sucked into the lightning streaked vortex too, and you’re kinda liking the ride. This might be a good time to drag ten of your most trusted allies into the gaping maw of the Daughter of Godcast, because the story only get’s weirder and more paranoid from here on, and you might need some peer support to make it through alive. Just saying.
You’re going deeper, poised to slip past the outer edge of the inner circle. You’re about to be initiated into one of the most closely guarded secrets of this podcast. This is your last chance to turn back!
Episode 004 Five to Ten in the Canadian slammer
I love Canada. I’ve partied with friends in swinging Toronto, attended the 1996 CHI conference in Vancouver, BC, and crossed the Peace Bridge countless times traveling between NYC and Michigan. As recently as January of 2006, I had driven up to Montreal with Laurence Schroeder and two other artists, Jung Woong and Valere for a long weekend of snowboarding.
Negotiating with Sonya De Mambro of the Canadian Entertainment Division to get work permits for the cast and crew was a piece of cake in contrast to the pointless application and denial by with US immigration for an H2B visa. Fine, we’ll just enhance the Canadian economy with our juicy production budget.
Ann Blake of The Marine Museum of the Great Lakes in Kingston Ontario offered us 10 days aboard the Alexander Henry with support staff for $5000 US. The ship wouldn
By Uncle Joe
Back in Episode 003, the ultra easy became way complicated when a swirling vortex yawned open and swallowed the project. Carmen, my female lead couldn’t legally work in the USA, so we moved the production to Canada. Then, Maho found a big boat to shoot on in the province of Ontario, clearing the way to restoring the script’s post apocalyptic context, which opened a whole other can of worms. On my way to eyeball this can, less than a month before we’re scheduled to start shooting, my alleged sex crimes prevent me from entering Canada.
Since this is Episode 004, you might as well admit that you’ve been sucked into the lightning streaked vortex too, and you’re kinda liking the ride. This might be a good time to drag ten of your most trusted allies into the gaping maw of the Daughter of Godcast, because the story only get’s weirder and more paranoid from here on, and you might need some peer support to make it through alive. Just saying.
You’re going deeper, poised to slip past the outer edge of the inner circle. You’re about to be initiated into one of the most closely guarded secrets of this podcast. This is your last chance to turn back!
Episode 004 Five to Ten in the Canadian slammer
I love Canada. I’ve partied with friends in swinging Toronto, attended the 1996 CHI conference in Vancouver, BC, and crossed the Peace Bridge countless times traveling between NYC and Michigan. As recently as January of 2006, I had driven up to Montreal with Laurence Schroeder and two other artists, Jung Woong and Valere for a long weekend of snowboarding.
Negotiating with Sonya De Mambro of the Canadian Entertainment Division to get work permits for the cast and crew was a piece of cake in contrast to the pointless application and denial by with US immigration for an H2B visa. Fine, we’ll just enhance the Canadian economy with our juicy production budget.
Ann Blake of The Marine Museum of the Great Lakes in Kingston Ontario offered us 10 days aboard the Alexander Henry with support staff for $5000 US. The ship wouldn