jason

The larger writing above this smaller writing is correct. There are still tickets available for Quinzmas (december 22nd @ the West End Cultural Centre). Also, we did an interview with Tracy Koga at Shaw. It should be playing in the next couple of days.
More importantly, remember how I was talking about how I met a guy with the same name as me... Like the whole thing... Wait, not the whole thing. His middle name was different than mine, but definitely the rest of it.
Anyway, I was thinking, how many people think that I'm him or vice versa. Maybe he was really mean to people in high school and there's a whole bunch of people who won't come to Quinzy shows because they think he's me. That sucks!
It wasn't me that shoved you into a locker and called you crater face Don Sadler.
Nor was it me that cheated on you Cynthia Rabblerouser (you should probably change your name though). I didn't do any of these bad things. Love me.
So to make sure that you know which Jason Pankratz is which. I shall give you this secret question with a secret answer, and a secret gesture.

The secret question is as follows: Who was your grade two teacher?
The Secret answer is as follows: Madame Pacheco
the secret gesture is as follows: A Deep knee bend coupled with a left handed flourish.

Thank you and goodnight.

What ho! A video has been made, a show approaches quickly. anxiety reaches a mid-month high.

Also, I learned a valuable lesson today.

COMPLAIN... LOTS!



Seriously, if you complain you get stuff. At least in the business world. Let me tell you a story in the third person (accuracy notwithstanding)



Branson Pancratez walked cautiously into the retail phone store, expecting nothing more than a "sorry sir" or an "unfortunately...".

"Can I help You?" asks the kindly clerk.

"I have a qualm with your establishment sir." He started (what was he thinking)

"My Mobile telephone is on the fritz and is of no practical use to me anymore. Please let me have a new telephone of my choosing." A rant ensued

"I am an irate customer with no time for low-level employees in your position, I demand attention and pity and must be compensated for my troubles...I"

"Certainly sir" Interjected Dean (the kindly clerk).
Enter Marching band with elephants, and giraffes fighting (check out youtube giraffe fights. it'll freak you right out).

So anyway Branson got his free Wildberry, and went on his way.
Exeunt Branson, Dean, And Giraffes stage left.

So that's my story. So as not to affect your opinion I will be leaving the moral open-ended.

High fives all around.
Jason.

Ps. I met a guy named my name today, and not just Jason, the Pankratz part too. I think I'm gonna right a blog about it or something.