One of my own Make Something Edmonton ideas is an urban adventure race, in January, from MacEwan University to Churchill Square, down to the Legislative Grounds, into and out of the valley. It would end in Old Strathcona, at McIntyre Park. There would be obstacles and ice to slide down and climb up, and places for spectators to watch, to drink, to shout.
David MacLean would like to see a day-long relaxation of snowmobile rules, with races and stunts and food trucks and, I believe, fun with vodka in the river valley.
For others, Make Something Edmonton has nothing to do with big events.
Tegan Martin Drysdale wants to see changes in bylaws so architects and developers can build strange and beautiful houses in mature neighbourhoods. Jason Lee Norman is collecting stories and essays for a book called the 40 Below Project. Startup Edmonton’s annual launch party is a boozy celebration of ten of the city’s most promising new businesses, based out of the Mercer Warehouse on 104th Street and 104th Avenue.
Make Something Edmonton is about art on enormous concrete walls, colour on our towers, school projects, corporate challenge, sidewalk cafés, and unexpected new businesses launching from NAIT and Nisku. I attended the United Way breakfast this year and wondered if there might be a way to take all of that philanthropic, competitive energy and redirect it, from time to time, toward Make Something Edmonton projects.
Sometimes it’s about picking winners and investing time and money in them: taking something that already makes Edmonton special, and turning the dial from 3 to 10.
Make Something Edmonton has to be a way to highlight the particularly Edmonton things we’re already doing: some of you are already using the #makesomethingyeg hashtag on the Twitter machine to curate and collect. This aspect of Make Something Edmonton will expand and, I hope, explode in the coming months. I will tell you more about that soon.
I’ll leave you with my brother’s idea: an Edmonton version of a yearly event in Gloucestershire: the cheese rolling. It would be in the winter, on the toboggan part of Cloverdale Hill. And we’d chase a keg of beer instead of a cheese, to honour our microbrews. It would be just as dangerous. You should come.