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"Edmontonian writer turned San Francisco dot-commer devolved into Vancouver/Seattle-based casual videogame entrepreneur. If..."
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Occupation:
Game Designer / Boss Monster
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Hobbies and Interests:
Buffalos, pirates, dinosaurs, comic books, crime fiction, mountain biking, cigars, esoteric rum and vodka, medieval history
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Favorite Books:
Money, London Fields, Blood Meridian, American Tabloid, the Parker novels, David Sedaris, Elmore Leonard, Russell Hoban, David Foster Wallace, Michael Chabon, Life of Pi, Monster Manual 3rd Edition
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Favorite Movies:
Return of the Living Dead, The Thing, Streets of Fire, Lawrence of Arabia, Jaws, The Sweet Hereafter, 2001, Repo Man, Three Kings, Donnie Darko, Down by Law, Oldboy, Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance, Wild Zero
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Favorite Music:
Ennio Morricone spaghetti western soundtracks, Rocket from the Crypt, Richard Buckner, Def Leppard, Godspeed You Black Emperor, ACDC, Aimee Mann, Grifters, Andrew WK, Latin Playboys, New Pornographers
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Favorite TV Shows:
Deadwood, The Wire
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Zodiac Sign:
Cancer
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About Me:
Edmontonian writer turned San Francisco dot-commer devolved into Vancouver/Seattle-based casual videogame entrepreneur. If you've ever lost valuable minutes of your ever-dwindling lifespan swapping gems to make sets of three on a web site or cell phone, you have me to thank.
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Who I Want to Meet:
Oddballs. Disturbing artists. Apocalyptic visionaries. Cranks. People who do not think as I do.
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magazine (I'm very sorry for living) and
a review of a new game began simply
with, "Damn you, Jason Kapalka!" So if
you don't know Jason, three things to
keep in mind. First, these testimonials
fairly describe his fine qualities.
Second, owing to his work he has that
kind of deep-niche fame; like being the
star of an Esperanto sitcom or
something. Third, what are you doing
here? Reading all this when you don't
even know the guy. Weird. Move along.
to me, my friends, and my dog. I am
very fortunate to have a brother like
him. He gives and he gives and he
gives...
open: Jason is probably my richest
friend by a long, long ways. Seriously,
he's got so much money it's crazy. It'd
be infuriating if all that cash wasn't
so exceedingly smartly earned. And
unlike most people who get rich and
become big jerks, Jason's been on an
upward spiral away from big-jerkdom for
years now, revealing amazing generosity
and mellowing his sometimes acidic
willingness to tell people exactly what
they're wrong about. But by the same
token, as mentioned by friend Fish,
when Jason actually tells you you're
good, it's the real dope.
guilty pleasure on legs. We are rams,
secretly in love, mostly because we get
each other going. This, despite the
fact that he: A) *obsessively* slams my
laid-back hoser home town; B) he always
buys EVERY ONE of my friends - but
never me - brilliant trinkets at least
twice a year; and C) he's got a 14-inch
pussy python.
But when Kay Pee gives you a
compliment, you know it's the real
thing, instead of the usual scoffold
climbing of the pub's band of
sycophants, and that, dear people, is
like finding you have diamond teeth and
two tickets to the live sex show.
Jason is Christmas and Halloween, all
at once.
the world. I can say that his
friendship has improved my life, and
it has absolutly nothing to do with
video games, companies, or the mutual
selling of our souls for gem related
addictions. Thank you.
anything bad about Jason. That, in
itself, is unique. I should mention
though, that i am a deaf mute,
embittered by my loss of tongue and ear-
holes, i never learned to read lips. I
felt some jestures directed towards
Jason which could be misconstrued as
hostile, but i have never seen him get
punched. I have never seen anyone get
punched, well, not since i lost both my
eyes in a fondue incident. (they just
fell out) I wish i had Jason's problems
though, instead of my own. I wish he
had my problems, and i had his, or, at
least i think i do. I don't know
really, not since i was partially
cannibalized while some friends and i
were trapped on an escalator. Anyways,
he has never hurt me or called me
names, or given me anything or helped
me, but, i used to be able to think
that he could be a good looking guy (is
Jason a boy's name?) who could sound
nice and likely cares when i fall down,
even though he's too busy to help me up.
to chase and eat. Also, I am told if I
don't barf and urinate on his carpet I
can keep coming up to his lake house
to swim! I like swimming. I will work
hard on the barfing and urinating, but
I think it has something to do with
the forty gallons of lakewater I
swallow while swimming. In conclusion,
I like Jason.
completely. Not that he's always right,
or that I always prefer his choices,
but I like his odds better than most
people's.
you believe, he is one of the most
caring, kind, and sweet boys I have
ever met. However, the parts about him
being a braniac and milk-spewingly-
hilarious are true, and that's what
makes him the total package. Also, he
can cook like a mofo.
was a lowly Prairies college kid slash security
guard, known only for being "Knicol's brother."
Now, he's like a superstar! He has more and
better crap than anyone I know, such as things
you can only get in Japan, or that do two or
even three things at once (it's a camera, but
it's also a radar detector and it plays dvd's!) He
will make you laugh, and, also, if he happens
to be living in San Francisco, he will let you
stay at his house for free, just because he's so
desperate for unavailable-in-America over-
the-counter codeine tablets.