Epic

playing one night roadhouse stands

2010-01-13T23:26:00.001-05:00

Sometimes when things die, you lose whole worlds with them.

Telluride

2008-01-18T03:23:00.000-05:00

When I was nineteen I threw my stuff in the car
I headed up to the Rockies, got a job at this bar
Selling beer to the locals, just barely getting by
On the tips from the rich kids, there on daddy's dime
But when I saw her walk in one night
I knew that I'd be all right.

Bottom Drawer

2007-10-25T18:12:00.000-04:00

These are poems written by a human being. These are poems written by a man who sees demons and lives alone in a shack by the ocean. These are the poems of a loner and the loner is, finally, the only true creator. These are the poems of a loner who is capable of love but who has trouble like the non-loners--in finding it. These are lines put down true, and like lines put down true can make one feel so good one can laugh at times. Truth is jolly, truth is the sun of laughter. These are the poems like warm butter and the laughter of the mad. Richmond has broken through the wall. He lays it down. It's there. It's a gift, a curse and a signal. Steel in motion. Flash of night on rubber tires. The workings.

These are poems written by a human being. I have met many writers, mostly poets, and while some of their work was very fine, upon meeting the actual creators I became sickened by their rays, their voices, their manners. How clannish and bitchy they are. They eat together, sleep together, talk together, party together, plan together, breed together. They have no chance in the final arena of creation because they weaken each other with their agreements. The creator must finally be the loner. Richmond is almost always alone. You'll find no stereo going full blast at his place among the beerbottles and the gossipers and the wife-pinchers. There'll be an occasional woman bringing him a plate of meatballs and spaghetti, but next time around she'll be gone.

I like writers who are as strong as their work. That is the final test. I don't believe that if the work is strong and the man is weak that the work is all that matters. The strong man with the strong work endures. No publishers have come to Richmond. The publishers are wrong. This work will endure. The poems you read here will endure. Not all of them but many of them.

These are the poems of a human being, these are the poems of a loner, of a man with a face, of a man who can laugh, of a man who can walk across a room with easiness. These are the poems of a man who gives off good rays, strong rays. These are the poems of a man who deserves a good woman and has not found one yet. No matter. He'll go on. Someday he'll be found, some day he'll be discovered, the universities and the groupies and the parasites will embrace him. At the moment he's safe working. The longer he's ignored the better the poems will be. I wish him a long period underground. Meanwhile, to those of you who have fallen across this book, this is the gift to you, these poems. Take them, taste them, button them onto your shirts, glue them on the shithouse walls, mail them to your aunt in Des Moines, feel good, these are the poems of a human being, he's got it, and now you've got it. You're early and the power runs ripe.
amen.

This is it.

2007-08-02T14:40:00.001-04:00

Highwaymen - The Highwaymen Lyrics
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride,
With sword and pistol by my side.
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade.
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade.
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five:
But I am still alive.

I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide.
And with the sea I did abide.
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico.
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow.
And when the yards broke off, they said that I got killed:
But I am living still.

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide;
Where steel and water did collide.
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado,
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below.
They buried me in that great tomb that knows no sound:
But I am still around.
I'll always be around,.
And around and around and around and around.

I fly a starship across the Universe divide.
And when I reach the other side,
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can.
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again.
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain;
But I will remain.
And I'll be back again,

And again and again and again and again.
More Highwaymen Lyrics...

Done.. and moving.. on

2007-04-23T23:51:00.000-04:00

Almost entirely packed. Almost ready to go. And the walls just look and stare at me. What and who's next.

Onterrible. And for it all.

2007-03-23T07:25:00.000-04:00

Another year just about finished. Not hours, days or months of this. But decades. Complete lifetimes used up.

O,

-Sure and Yes.

curse of it all

2006-09-08T20:29:00.000-04:00

Damn you all, searching for the line, the way, the style.

The Genius in the Crowd

2006-07-03T00:44:00.000-04:00

there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art

-Buk

bold and bashful....It's a tragedy of Elizabethan proportions

2006-06-24T16:32:00.000-04:00

That's the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink.
If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget ;
if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate ;
and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.

-Charles Bukowski

Smoke 'em if You Got 'em

2006-06-01T23:21:00.001-04:00

Strollers and strollers
filled with
dirt.
My how infinity grabs
everyone some how.
In all the creases
of my shirt.
I can only
see one thing.
The steady decline of
dirt
around me.

Heading to Ottawa for graduation. 17 years of school done. This will be a good day.

Pathologically...I'm a Promise

2006-04-18T02:05:00.000-04:00

So, exams are finishing up. The year has gone by extremely fast. Almost too fast if that is possible. The summer is open now. An entire year of school done.

Wow, where is my mind?

We kicked him down some Dreads.

2006-02-04T03:43:00.000-05:00

Classic Gonzy.

I'm about to get medieval on this rail !!

Grandpa joe can skate a rail.

ha!!

zoot suit

One Lima and a Corona please.

2006-02-04T02:28:00.000-05:00

Wow! Pretty woman.

A Few Snaps

2006-02-04T02:14:00.000-05:00

Basement Skating 101.

Nice and crisp shots too! Well, before croppage. These were gems as soon as I first saw them. Maybe I should build a sailboat next.

Move the sky.

2006-02-04T01:49:00.000-05:00

Doesn't saying this make you feel like a pirate. Now go listen to some Los Lobos.

...Misrule breeds rebellion

2006-01-16T22:07:00.000-05:00

What a great title eh? Fuck, that sounds good.

Let's rant a little? Shall we?

Let's rant on all the snotty fucks in every class. You know the type. With their incessant banter of having too much homework, or how their Ontarian boyfriend is a fucking idiot who won't visit them anymore.

Let's rant on all the asshats who must argue over music. Settle down and learn.

Let's rant on all the eBay snipers, who think its "hip" to bid on the last second.

Let's rant on hangovers and the elusive memory that accompanies each.

Let's rant on MSN "Personal Messages". I don't give a fuck if you're in the shower.

Let's rant on the kooks who think Queen Latifah makes good movies.

Let's rant on all the chauvinistic men who won't dance with their girlfriends. Such a shame.

Let's rant on people's plight to stardom. Fuck off with your implants, teeth whitener, and aerobic hula hoops.

O'Mally would be proud.

BBQ

Looks like quite the party!

2005-11-19T00:42:00.000-05:00

"Who's house is this man?"

"That's a lot of beer"

"Wow after the 3rd drink, you don't taste it"

"Man, where is *insert random name*?"

"Fuck, that girl was hot. Where's the bathroom?"

"You're the coolest. Really."

"We have to walk how far?"

"That dance floor feels like a sauna!"

"How are we getting home? Hey, I got keys!!"

"What did I do?"

Don't try and bamboozle me fancy pants!?!?

2005-11-18T23:53:00.000-05:00

Who likes stress here??? You in the back row? Yes, you in the red sweater? You like stress? Please explain.

Must be a real hoot.

More pics to squander over.

This first pic is Justin's new project. 1970's Ford F-350 that he found last summer. It is in the process of a frame-up restoration here. This thing spells badass. And with a 390 motor stuffed inside, it'll be hard to keep the tires on it.

Wow I like this photo. It is Justin's dog Sam. He looks so relaxed. Dogs have it great eh?

Next pic is Steve, Skip, and Willie skidooing like two winters ago. The snow was perfect that day. The Gaspé Slednecks Season 2 this winter guys. Woohoo!

Haha!! It's Krazy Steve!!! This guy has more heart in one finger than most people have in their entire bodies. Plus, he has one mean skidoo. Don't fuck with the Ovation.

Now this is a picture that will go down in history. It is Willie jumping a large drainage ditch with his Dad's skidoo. I managed to just get the pic as he was leaving the lip of the jump. Everyone was more reckless back then. We need for recklessness now.

HAHA!! This night was outrageous. My Cegep graduation. Here in the pic is Me, DanDan, and Mitch. Its pictures like this that are priceless. ---On a scale of 1 to 10, how drunk are you here? Hmmm.......11.

Blimey

Live fast...Skate faster

2005-10-27T02:38:00.000-04:00

O'meally shoots nice photos.

This photo encompasses so much of skateboarding, and Rob's just running. Got to know it, to have it.

Turn it Up..

Next time you have a flat, change a movie....

2005-10-22T23:20:00.000-04:00

I've been watching movies like crazy lately. Old releases, new releases. Keeping up with the Jones' is a 365 affair.

Need to start a journal.

Homework is a burden. Serves no interest to anyone.

Springsteen, play it again.

We can live beside the ocean...swim out past the breakers

2005-10-02T02:56:00.000-04:00

Now what about the sweet girls? The sweet girls that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and complaining about what bitches girls are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those girls who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those girls who listen while you ramble on about cars when they don’t understand a word your saying and sit patiently outside the video game/computer game store while you lose yourself for hours in a world of animated imagination.
This is in honor of the girls that obligingly reiterate how nice/handsome/smart/funny/sexy/gentleman-like their male friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know that real guys need that litany of support just as much as girls. This is in honor of the girls with open minds, even more open hearts, caring attitudes, and truly heart-felt concern. This is in honor of the girls who respect a guys’s every facet, from his privacy to his sports-ology to his hair and clothing style, even as far as his obsession with food, porn and beer. This is for the girls who escort their drunk, bewildered male friends back from parties and never give in to them drunkenly trying to take advantage of them so he doesn’t regret it in the morning, for the girls who accompany guys to bars as buffers against the rest of the ugly female population, playing the "girlfriend" when ever a "dog" asks for their number yet mysteriously disappears and is left behind once a "ten" is willing to hang out for the night; for the girls who know a guy is fishing for an ego boast but gives them one anyways, for the girls who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the girls who are accredited as the perfect wife material but then somehow don’t qualify to be girlfriends, for all the sweet girls who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the sweet girls who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for YOU.

This is for that time he left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, he spent three hours painstakingly asking you how to make up for the fact that he may have inadvertently flirted with the waitress in front of his girlfriend over dinner. And even though you thought his girlfriend was a slut and a mooch, you assured him that it was all going to be ok and he shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time he interrupted the best shopping spree to rant about a rumor that romantically linked him and the girl he thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the girl and knew she only did it cuz she liked him, you passed up the good sale items to other shoppers and helped him concoct a plan to get her out of his life.

This is also for that time he didn’t have a date and after racking his brain to find someone suitable (when you would have gladly gone in a heartbeat cuz you really do like him), he finally settles on taking you, his friend, to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and he flirted shamelessly with every girl he came in contact with, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to each girl: "oh, she’s not really my date, she’s my sister!" And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for his ego, even though deep down you would have liked to have been his actual date, you went anyways. Because you’re sweet like that.

The sweet girls don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the sweet girls only get noticed by the jerk-offs who are trying to get laid. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed, experienced and learned from talking to friends, the only conclusion I can form is that most guys are just illogical, self-centered, assholes. Many of them claim they just want to date a sweet girl they can take home to mom, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as "oh, she’s too sweet and innocent to date" or "she would be a good girlfriend but she’s not for me" or the most frustrating of all: "no, it would ruin our friendship." Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable females in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date female friends to sympathize and apologize for the girls that are just trampy-heartbreaking, bitches. Sorry, ladies, guys like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice girl!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this cheap easy slut now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the sweet-girl-finishes-last phenomenon can’t possibly last forever. There are obviously guys who have grown out of that train of thought and realized they should be dating the sweet girls, not taking them for granted.

You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience with car talk, and in the technology stores; your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a good wholesome manners. For all the crazy, insane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless heroine, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

I love it.

Its my Birftday!!!!

2005-10-01T15:47:00.000-04:00

HAhaah!!!

3 cheers! Hip Hip Horray!!!

To a good year! Turn the music up!

Man overboard!!

2005-09-23T01:25:00.002-04:00

Well I promised pics; I shall deliver.

~
Mike and Justin having a few brew before going to the bar. Good times at the old apartment, and a really nice photo. Voila.

Is this the first picture of me on my blog? Maybe? Anyhow, its at the same place and party. Drink up pirates! Check out the Christopher Walken hair!.......Hein?

My class!!! Wow, this picture feels old. The Wonder Years....my understatement of thinking back.

Here's a pic I took this summer. These are some of my French buddies. Great guys, who know how to have a good time. Weird that I've known them for about 10 years, and this is probably the first picture of them together. And look how far away they are!! Ha!
Bruno in black, Maxime in red.

Lil' Maggie, before you all grewed up!!! What a rascal.

My class!!! Once again....Singing!!!....Not likely??? Yes.....12 days of Christmas. Yep, check out Babs and his Orange Hat!!....Epic!

Me camping in Fredericton, I think? That table cloth is intense.

Thats it for now!!....More to come

In a lifetime....

2005-09-04T23:52:00.000-04:00

A great summer is over.

May each

......have a smile

Just to do it again.

2005-08-28T10:33:00.001-04:00

You can never have too many photos. Here's a few I took recently.

Just dorking around with some focusing and b/w film, and it actually came out well. Lil' Max skating in the background.

I love this photo. It looks like he is flying. Style for days Bruno.

Derek and fiancé Stephanie. Derek's view.

Steph's view.

Janjan's cat of 15 years. Munga!!!! She's a tuna monster. Ha!

Check Yes or Maybe?

2005-08-16T00:10:00.000-04:00

I started playing poker recently. * You got to know when to hold'em, and when to fold'em.*Ha!

Anyhow, its quite fun. Especially when you're not getting cold cards. It reminds me a lot of my grandparents and how much they use to enjoy playing cards.

Well, thats about it for now. Leave Gaspé the 6th of September, start class the 8th.

Pocket Rockets

All about the angles

2005-08-01T22:44:00.000-04:00

So yeaaaaah, I got a new scanner.......... Bitchin'! ...... Ya, I know. This blog has just shifted into high gear.
Here's Justin's '69 Maverick at the car show last year. It developed nicely.

Turn it up.

Fog, Fog, Fog....Y Control

2005-08-01T22:27:00.000-04:00

Never miss the occasion to listen to some Fleetwood Mac. Thanks, Janjan

Show is over....

2005-08-01T22:02:00.000-04:00

If I could only go back a few years.

Good friends are hard to come by, and even harder when they leave.

"It takes a long time to grow an old friend."

My song of the summer....Yaahaa!!

2005-07-27T22:40:00.000-04:00

Everyone has one...you can't get it out of your head. Its never too bold.....mines a few years old....and it never gets cold. *ya I'm rhyming*.

Its summer time. Turn the music up. Party till you drop...bebop!

#1 Summer tune: Ronan Keating - Lovin' Each Day

In a close second:

#2 East Side - Smoother

Ya!

It'll be good for your health.

2005-07-25T01:11:00.000-04:00

Hail to the Boss.

Saving all my sunshine...

2005-07-25T00:49:00.000-04:00

Now I was young and pretty on the mean streets of the city
And I fought to make 'em my home
With just the shirt on my back I left and swore I'd never look back
And man I was gone gone gone
But there's things that'll knock you down you don't even see coming
And send you crawling like a baby back home
You're gonna find out that day sugar

What to say, what to do?

Its all there, and you want something else.

Thinking underneath the box...

2005-07-11T01:03:00.000-04:00

Sometimes we yell too much.
Sometimes we say too much.
Sometimes we don't say enough.
Sometimes we wait too long.
Sometimes we love too much.
Sometimes we don't care enough.
Sometimes we think too much.

Sometimes we don't know where to start.

Alright, stick me in the corner.

Can you turn me inside out.

2005-07-10T02:24:00.000-04:00

Too many poor decisions. Too much bottle. Too much everything.

Sometimes music is the only cure.

Don't bother saying you're sorry / Why don't you come in
Smoke all my cigarettes again / Every time I get no further
How long has it been? / Come on in now, wipe your feet on my dreams
You take up my time / Like some cheap magazine
When I could have been learning something
Oh well, you know what I mean, oh / I've done this before
And I will do it again / Come on and kill me baby
While you smile like a friend / Oh and I'll come running
Just to do it again / You are the last drink I never should have drunk
You are the habit I can't seem to kick
You are my secrets on the front page every week
You are the car I never should have bought
You are the dream I never should have caught
You are the cut that makes me hide my face
You are the party that makes me feel my age
Like a car crash I can see but I just can't avoid
Like a plane I've been told I never should board
Like a film that's so bad but I've got to stay till the end
Let me tell you now: it's lucky for you that we're friends.

Piece of cake with spaghetti on the side...

2005-07-08T14:36:00.000-04:00

Well the Calgary Stampede just began. Here's a cool link that tells you your Cowboy or Cowgirl nickname!!

http://calgarystampede.com/fun/nickname_generator.html

Mine is "Sheep Shearing" & "Mustang" HaHaH!!

Bronco Bananza!!!

2005-06-30T00:16:00.003-04:00

Such jeep talk around these parts lately. So and so just got a jeep, doing this, doing that. Ya know, 4x4's, mud, speed. The usual.

Well, it didn't take long for this heat wave to hit me. I've been googling various models, but one keeps sparking my eye. And I just had to blog this! gem.

1966-1977 Ford Bronco.
Same classic shape for 11 years. Boxy design, 302 engine, 3-speed, standard 4x4. What a sand/beach cruiser!

Nevertheless, I may never own a jeep in my life. But if I ever get the chance to acquire one. They can sign me up for a Bronco.

Little Red.

Top down, doors off. Shinin' black.

No other word describes this better than "Bitchin'". I bet I could jump six, no seven schoolbuses in this thing! Haha!

Throw Craze!

Favorite picture I found. Flat black, no frills. Beautiful.

Who likes words here? You Sir, in the first row?

2005-06-28T00:15:00.000-04:00

Time to blog some words that are so cool, Mr. freeze ain't got nothin' on them.

"righteous"--You drop this bomb in a convo, and people go bananas.
"arrested"--Not in reference to Police. Such as "He arrested the fire with a splash of water." Hhaha!!

"bitchin'"--In reference to something that is unbelieveable.
"impossible"--That girl's impossible.

"excellent"--As agreeing. Excellent, lets bolt! Haha!!

More to come! Stay tuned....

Instructions....ya gimme one of those!?!

2005-06-27T23:30:00.000-04:00

How many times as a kid have you rushed home after purchasing a new toy, game, truck, rubix cube, Happy Meal, or whatever, only to find some instructions?

Now following the male stereotype, I should be able to complete any task without instructions. Well fuck stereotypes! When I purchase a barbeque and I open the box and it looks like a bag of marbles with a few LEGO blocks thrown in there. I'm gonna take the high road and choose the instructions.

Which leads me to the purpose of this rant. Poorly instructed instructions. <<< There's a mouthful. Now, wouldn't it be great if instruction booklets were like those pre-school coloring books? Yes?-No? Seriously, one enourmous picture per page, with as little detail as possible. Perhaps, they could even incorporate you into it, little hands with dotted lines showing your each step. This would be the ultimate guide to a successful completion, except for the fact each booklet would run at least 100pages. But it would be easy and simple.

Too many of these "instruction booklets" are being produced by scientists. Best scientist voice: "Ya Jeff, can you get these barbeque prints cut and sequenced for Monday morning sharp?" Haha!!
In this particular department, science needs to take a serious backseat to art.

Its the only way, I tells'ya.

rant=off

[Listening to: George Jones - Who's Gonna Fill Their Shoes?]

~A Life Less Ordinary

2005-06-13T23:25:00.000-04:00

I hadn't seen this movie in a dog's age. It was one of those movies that just clicked for me. Even though it is sort of quirky at times, I like it. A heist, guns, and Cameron Diaz's good looks. What more could a fellar ask for?
This is a cap from the dance scene.

Your favorite Sesame Street Star.

2005-06-13T22:59:00.001-04:00

COOKIE MONSTER!!<<< Okay, the caps were a little loud. But hey, so is he!

How could anyone hate this guy? Unless he's eating your cookies, there should be no beef with Cookster. With those crazy eyes, and that blue jumpsuit. Fuckin' Epic!

I would take this guy over Big Bird, or Elmo any day. He has style and he loved cookies. Who doesn't love cookies?

Almost back...

2005-06-13T22:58:00.000-04:00

Wow...I love skateboarding. What would I be without it.

Ocean Howell. Retired legend. Now doing his PhD. in Urban History.

Holy Schnickes Batman!!

2005-06-13T22:13:00.000-04:00

You know whats weird? The cell-phone craze that has exploded everywhere. Soon monkeys will be using them to communicate. They are that simple!! *Best AT&T voice*

However this craze never really occured to me until just other day. I stroll out into the street, and a guy on a bicycle zings by me talking on his cell phone. I was utterly amazed! Where has this world taken us, that we now have to talk on the phone while riding a bike. Haha! I mean seriously could this person not wait until he arrived at his destination?

What kind of a phone call was this, that it needed to be taken while riding a bike? Could it have been important? Was it a momentous discovery? Was it undercover? Not Likely!!! We all know it was just some bullshit call to his girlfriend telling her to take the lasagna out of the oven. Craziness I tell'ya!

Next on the list: waterproof cell-phones, because too many asshats took them waterskiing.
Ya heard it here first.
Rant=off

Western Night

2005-06-02T00:54:00.001-04:00

Yahoo!! An occasion to rock the cowboy hat! And I'm not even in the pictures. Ha!

This pic is where everyone began, at Justin's Apt. We had a lot of fun there, as you can tell by the next picture.

Ole Kurtis and Mitchy chuggin' back a few brewskies! Reminds me of Derek's parties in highschool. Great memories.

Worn me down....

2005-06-02T00:44:00.000-04:00

Worn me down like a road.
Worn me down to my knees.
But you can’t stop thinking about her.
No, you can’t stop thinking about her.

Gone - she’s gone.
How do you feel about it?
That’s what I thought.
You’re real torn up about it.
And I wish you the best
And I will because you’ve worn me down
Oh, I will because you’ve worn me down

Another melangé of lyrics from a song.

This gas tank of fun is almost empty.

2005-05-25T22:44:00.000-04:00

It has been three good years partying with the guys from New Brunswick. Lots of laughs, lots of beer and lots of fun.

This past week, most of them have been leaving Gaspe; heading home for good...I was down at Rez other night and spotted this pair of chainsaw-boots standing all alone, in a room in their old apartment #18. Artsy or not, this picture is a gem and a memory.

Was a pleasure meeting you guys. Perhaps, someday we'll meet again for a few beers and some laughs!

Be Good.

Bitchin' ride

2005-05-22T16:10:00.000-04:00

This is Justin's baby.

Lot of hours, and hard work put into this '69 Ford Maverick. When Justin first bought the car, the man he got it from thought it would be a great idea to paint the car with a paintbrush, (which included boat paint).
Anyway, after the tedious job to remove all the old paint, he now has a beautiful car that he has made his own.

Lot of memories spent cruisin' around town in the 'ol Maverick. Lets hope there are many more.

Here's a little pic of it.

Dancing with Myself

2005-05-17T20:58:00.000-04:00

I always like listening to a good song. Puts a big ole smile on your face doesn't it? Not one of those cheap gummy smiles. Its like a full-cheek, genuine to the tongue smile!! Ha!

Then once you have one of those, your day is set. Rock 'n' Roll all night long ya'know...<< I've never really understood that saying. I mean how much rockin', and rollin' can a person do? Songs are only 3min...or say 4min long. Once you've listened to a couple of those, you're done rockin' and ready to roll. Ha!

Started reading Great Expectations other day. So far the book reads well, and the story is starting to get interesting. That Pip kid is quite the character. Who names a kid Pip though? Even if it is just a nickname, its still pretty shitty. It would be non-stop harassment at school for a kid named Pip. I can just imagine the "Pippy Longstockings" or "Peter the Pipper" comments. Haha!
I don't think there is a way to make the name "Pip" look tough...there's no Pip Eastwood, or Pip Gonzalez, or even Pip Reynolds. Because it just doesn't work...Would take a mean type to pull that name off properly. Maybe someone who could actually Rock 'n' Roll all night long. Ya, he could do it.

[Listening to: The Cure - Why Can't I Be You]

Guns on both sides

2005-05-14T20:03:00.000-04:00

Quote and pic from '76 film, Taxi Driver. Robet DeNiro, classic actor. One of my favorites.

"You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? You talkin' to me? Then who the hell else are you talkin' to? You talkin' to me? Well, I'm the only one here. Who do the fuck do you think you're talking to? Oh, yeah? Ok. "

Cats~Kittens?~same thing

2005-05-10T01:09:00.000-04:00

Snagged this pic off the net. Makes me think of our three cats when they were young.

Oh! To be young again eh? No cares in the world, no tie-me-downs, and no set-backs.

And who wouldn't want to look a raccoon in the face? They have that rad bandit look, only its permanent. So underrated. HAHA!!

Old Friends

2005-05-10T01:07:00.000-04:00

A few pictures of some friends of mine, who now live out west in Alberta.

The first pic is Brent, taken at his prom with his girlfriend, April.
Brent left Gaspe in 1997, I was out to see him in '99. He was home in 2000, and I have yet to see him since. Hopefully, he will soon come back to visit and reacquaint himself with the old elementary school gang again.

This next picture is Brent and his friend Wayne, snowmobiling in Revy,(Revelstoke) BC. Lots of snow there.

I wish I had a picture of Nathaniel to post in the blog. A great friend of mine, who like Brent, also moved to Alberta. Tan left in grade 8, but has been home many times to visit. This is a pic of his truck. I think he still has it, not sure though.

This is the cabin (chalet), that Brent, Tan, and Wayne stayed in when they went to Revy to skidoo. Nice chalet! Is that a case of Kokannee outside?!? Ha!

The clown of foreshadow

2005-05-10T00:34:00.000-04:00

~~

So where did you see me go
it's not the right way, you know
where did you see me go
>>~erase&rewind

Another dream that ended way too soon
Left me lonely Waiting for the dawn
Searching for the strength to carry on

~~~~So murky, so blue, and so bright

In the rear view mirror I watch it glow
I can still see the wind and her golden hair
I closed my eyes for a moment I'm still there

Quotified or Clichefied!?!?!

2005-05-09T00:06:00.000-04:00

...

"Creativity requires the courage to let go of certainties." -Fromm

"Give space to time, and time will fill space."

"We need not think alike to love alike."- David

"Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil, but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails." - I Corinthians 13:4-8

[Listening to: Enigma - Return to Innocence]

Nice to be Home!

2005-05-06T21:18:00.000-04:00

Racing around town in cars, and partying all night.

Seeing old friends. And living the memories again.

Skip's bottle of 75.5% Rum. :)

Getting back into the skate routine. Meeting up with an old skate bud, blastin' Guns & Roses in the boombox, floating ollies off the launch ramp. Fuckin' Epic!!

Listening to country music too loud!!! HA!

The start of an excellent summer!

thats it thats all.

80's child

2005-04-22T17:23:00.000-04:00

You Know You Grew Up In The 80's If...

1. You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE".
2. You watched the Pound Puppies.
3. You can sing the rap to the "Fresh Prince of Belair " ...and can do the "Carlton".
4. Girls wore biker shorts under their skirts and felt stylishly sexy.
5. You yearned to be a member of the Baby-sitters club and tried to start a club of your own.
6. You owned those lil' Strawberry Shortcake pals scented dolls.
7. You know that "WOAH " comes from Joey on Blossom.
8. Two words: Hammer Pants.
9. If you ever watched "Fraggle Rock ".
10. You had plastic streamers on your handle bars... and "spokey-dokes" or playing cards on your spokes for that incredible sound effect.
11. You can sing the entire theme song to "Duck Tales". (Woo ooh!)
12. When it was actually worth getting up early on a Saturday to watch cartoons.
13. You wore a ponytail on the side of your head.
14. You saw the original "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles " on the big screen... and still know the turtles names.
15. You got super-excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.
16. You made your mom buy one of those clips that would hold your shirt in a knot on the side.
17. You played the game "MASH ". (Mansion, Apartment, Shelter, House)
18. You wore stonewashed Jordache jean jackets and were proud of it.
19. L.A. Gear... need I say more.
20. You wanted to change your name to "JEM " in Kindergarten. (She's truly outrageous)
21. You remember reading "Tales of a fourth grade nothing " and all the Ramona books.
22. You know the profound meaning of "WAX ON, WAX OFF".
23. You wanted to be a Goonie.
24. You ever wore fluorescent clothing. (some of us... head-to-toe)
25. You can remember what Michael Jackson looked like before his nose fell off and his cheeks shifted.
26. You have ever pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.
27. You took lunch boxes to school... and traded Garbage Pail Kids in the schoolyard.
28. You remember the CRAZE, then the BANNING of slap bracelets.
29. You still get the urge to say "NOT " after every sentence.
30. You remember Hypercolor t-shirts.
31. Barbie and the Rockers was your favorite band.
32. You thought She-ra (Princess of Power!) and He-Man should hookup.
33. You thought your childhood friends would never leave because you exchanged handmade friendship bracelets.
34. You ever owned a pair of Jelly-Shoes. (and like #24, probably in neon colors, too)
35. After you saw Pee-Wee's Big Adventure you kept saying "I know you are, but what am I?"
36. You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up"
37. You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates.
38. You ever got seriously injured on a Slip and Slide.
39. You have ever played with a Skip-It.>> HAHA!!! That toy was hilarious!!
40. You had or attended a birthday party at McDonalds.
41. You've gone through this nodding your head in agreement.
42. You remember Popples.
43. "Don't worry, be happy"
44. You wore like, EIGHT pairs of socks over tights with high top Reeboks.
45. You wore socks scrunched down (and sometimes still do...getting yelled at by "younger hip" members of the family)
46. "Miss MARY MACK MACK MACK, all dressed in BLACK BLACK BLACK "
47. You remember boom boxes. and walking around with one on your shoulder like you were all that.
48. You remember watching both "Gremlins" movies.
49. You know what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare!"
50. You remember watching "Rainbow Bright" and "My Little Pony Tales "
51. You thought Doogie Howser/Samantha Micelli was hot.
52. You remember Alf, the lil furry brown alien from Melmac.
53. You remember New Kids on the Block when they were cool... and don't even flinch when people refer to them as "NKOTB".
54. You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By the Bell ", the ORIGINAL class.
55. You know all the words to Bon Jovi - SHOT THROUGH THE HEART.
56. You just sang those words to yourself.
57.You remember watching Magic vs. Bird.
58. Homemade Levi shorts. (the shorter the better)
59. You remember when mullets were cool!
60. You had a mullet!
61. You still sing "We are the World"
62. You tight rolled your jeans.
63. You owned a bannana clip.
64. You remember "Where's the Beef?"
65. You used to (and probably still do) say "What you talkin' about Willis?"
66. You had big hair and you knew how to use it.
67. You're still singing shot through the heart in your head,aren't you!

Here is the original site it came from. http://www.davesdaily.com/funpages/grewup1980s_01-05.htm
I just had to post it here. Brings back some memories.

Nice

2005-04-20T23:46:00.000-04:00

Amazing photo from Park Forillon in Gaspe

Exam time...

2005-04-19T22:05:00.000-04:00

Well I am presently amidst exams. Even though I only need a few marks to pass each course, it is still a hassle to go through.
I am amazed by how much I reminisce of Gaspe, old times with friends, and highschool during my week of exams. I really don't know why I do it. I guess, it has something to do with the time growing shorter to leave for home. Whatever it is though, I like it.

Seems as if everyone is spurring around the fact that my bestfriend/classmate is engaged. I've known for over a month now, but the word is out now and has spread like hot cakes. What is my view on it? I'm excited! Always good news to hear someone is engaged to be married. Two people love each other, what more can you ask for...eh? Anyhow, kudos to you pal, and I'll be glad to see you this summer.

[Listening to: Staind - So Far Away]

Summer weather

2005-04-17T16:56:00.000-04:00

21 degrees today in Ottawa! Very surreal, because back home they are still driving ski-doos. Ha!

This is a capped picture from my video camera. It is looking outside from my apartment onto the tennis courts. I am using my new wide-angle/fisheye lens. Gives the picture a sort of circular enclosed effect. Very awesome!!

This is my new skate deck. Just went and bought it yesterday. What a weird experience with the workers at West49. I suppose I should abstain from including all workers there, because I'm sure some of them know a bit.

The feller who served me, was lost. Ha! Thats the best way I can put it. He kept telling me all about each deck, and how each one was different and how they had different shapes and shit. HA! And this was after I had told him that I have been skating for 10years! Its amazing how they can hire people that know didley shit, but yet inform every kid and adult who comes in there on what to buy. Just doesn't add up for me, ya'know.

Anyhow, thats what you get for going to West49. But hey, they had some good prices on decks, and I picked up this sweet 10yr anniversary Jamie Thomas.
Keep on Keepin' on

...

2005-04-14T20:24:00.000-04:00

"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all." - Oscar Wilde.

"Time does heal all wounds...except when the wound is time." Eddie Little

I don't know what we are going to fight World War III with, but I do know what we are going to fight World War IV with ... sticks and stones." Einstein

"Never forget who you are, because when you do, you'll be scared of him". -Howard Cooke

"When you are naked in the streets, all you got is your word" - Unknown

"I feel sorry for the people that don't drink. When they wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're going to feel all day." - Frank Sinatra

"Pain is merely an opinion." - Ice Storm
^^Actually just heard this other day. Thought it was deep... meh, sure.

Yea..

2005-04-11T14:28:00.000-04:00

Just a new song by Lifehouse, that I find has some nice lyrics.

What day is it? And in what month?
This clock never seemed so alive
I can't keep up and I can't back down
I've been losing so much time

Cause it's you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
Nothing to lose
And it's you and me and all of the people
And I don't know why, I can't keep my eyes off of you

All of the things that I want to say just aren't coming out right
I'm tripping on words
You've got my head spinning
I don't know where to go from here

There's something about you now
I can't quite figure out
Everything she does is beautiful
Everything she does is right

Cruisin'...

2005-04-09T23:42:00.000-04:00

'66 Shelby Mustang. A beautiful car, and one of my favorites. I love how they didn't need to build it up to be a "super" muscle car.
It had its own category, which was sleek and secret. Two racing stripes were its only flair, and it wears them proudly.

More and more I've come to realize that a car that is not "dressed" up looks the best. No loud noise, no stickers, no crazy rims. Just smooth lines in the metal, a low profile and a basic paint job. Now that is classic.

New Trucks

2005-04-08T20:06:00.001-04:00

Decided it was time for some new trucks.
Has been about 3years on the old set. So, I opted for a new set of Independents. They have been around for over thirty years with an almost flawless design.

I hope they hold up well, and that this summer has some good skating weather.
Mine are the black set.

Zered

2005-04-08T20:06:00.000-04:00

Fascinating photo! The way Zered is captured here, against a bright/dark backdrop really emphasizes the 3D look of the picture. The lighting is spot on.
This is a photo I could stare at for an indefinete amount of time. The speed, the lights, the angle of approach, the marks on the wall, the style. Completely amazing.

The Bourne Chronicles

2005-04-06T22:37:00.000-04:00

w/ S. Bourne

“Man is the only animal whose interest and drive are outside himself.” —Steinbeck

"It is when I am alone that I am at peace with the world. There is no one to be judged and no one to judge me. Things and people are virtually non-existent without judgements. There is no code or file to define their place among men…and men are so eager to place themselves, to make their mark. Many men fight hard for fame, but few for greatness. To be alone with one’s self is truly great, just walking, thinking—being. When I am alone I can hear myself. The man I am, just is. He doesn’t feel some strange outside desire to express his feelings or beliefs to his peers, or to support his ideals in front of others. He just builds and destroys himself with thought. He does not lust for what he cannot see or cannot love—it is not on his mind. There is no room for things with no use, and the superficial part of myself that may wish to prove himself to the world falls sound asleep under the spell of self-security. I am full of life, and at that moment not even death is a concern. If I were to die I would die with a man who is at peace, a man who knows himself as well as the beauty and splendor of the world, a man who sees life, even in its worst moments, as a gift. That man is myself.

There is no lonelier man than he who has lost himself, so much that he requires the company of others to assure him of his greatness and is forced to die with nothing and no one. That is what it means to know Hell—to be soulless—to die with a million men chanting your name and nobody holding your hand.

Here, when I am alone, it is my soul that keeps me company, it is the nature of man that becomes me. I know who I am, and I am unconcerned with proving that man to men who do not know themselves."
—October 24th, 2002 .
Talouse, France .....

c/o Slap Magazine

Which reminds me, I have to look for his new book.

Grimsby

2005-04-03T01:38:00.000-05:00

Summer of 2003 I went to St. Catharines, Ontario to skate. I guess you could call it a summer sabbatical. Ha!

Anyhow, this is one of the skateparks I went to. It is located about 25min outside of St. Kitts, in a quaint little town called Grimsby.

When Derek and I first arrived at the park, it was complete havoc. Bikers everywhere. However, after some mindless rolling around, everyone knew their place and it was on like Donkey Kong!

The big angled ledge in the top center took some severe abuse. The concrete, however, was fairly rough. So we just went faster!!! Haha!

If I would have only had my camera with me that day. Floating ollies off that 3-sided pyramid. Fuckin' Epic!

Magic I tell ya, magic!!!

The movie you secretly love...

2005-04-01T23:10:00.000-05:00

Three Ninjas!!! Rocky, Colt, TumTum. Ready to whoop some ass in the neighborhood?!?

Everyone saw this movie as a kid. Why? Because of the ninjas! Everyone wanted to be ninja at some point of their childhood.

I remember they had a cool trampoline in their bedroom also. And some type of alarm system too.

This is just a random cap from the video. Check that kid furthest on the right. With that smug look on his face, you just know he's ready to drop the gloves any time. And with his cap pulled down like it is, you can tell he was really the ring leader. They all answered to him. Hahahaa!!!!!!

Crank it up

2005-04-01T22:58:00.000-05:00

I love my old boombox. Even though this picture isn't it, it looks very similar.
A sunny day, an old beat up boombox, just 'a' blarin' music!

It is the makings of a great summer.

Last summer Derek made a cassette tape full of excellent beats<<(Got to use that word in the precense of "Boombox") to skate to. It was rad.

shibby

Prof. Lamy

2005-04-01T01:20:00.000-05:00

This picture is absolutely hilarious!!! One of my Profs. used it in his Powerpoint presentation for Social Psych, and I laughed so hard.

I guess it was just one of those, "you had to be there" type of jokes.

Quotes...

2005-04-01T00:50:00.000-05:00

I've got so many quotes, I might as well post a few. I've gathered them throughout the years. Some as mementos, others as reminders of the past.

"Reality is nothing. Dreams are real." - Tupac

"Good grades are a poor substitute for a lack of common sense or the ability to learn new things." - SnoWest

"Hey, what are you going to do with all your money?" "Buy booze!!! Lots of it!!" - Tony Trujillo (after winning Vans Triple Crown).

"A lot easier to use your head, than your back" - Anonymous

Cali

2005-04-01T00:42:00.000-05:00

This is a park I skated in Petaluma, California. It was an old park with a lot of flow. I met a cool guy there named Jay or Chris or something. Still have his email address somewhere.
Hopefully someday I will see it again. Check out that death rail in the upper left corner.
That was fun.

Uncommon!!!

2005-04-01T00:33:00.000-05:00

Some elderly Gaspé music. Better get out your juice harp and washtub and string, because this here party is 'bouts to begin! HA!

I's The B'y

Lyrics

I's the b'y that builds the boat
And I's the b'y that sails her
I's the b'y that catches the fish
And takes them home to Lizer.

Chorus: Hip yer partner, Sally Tibbo'
Hip yer partner, Sally Brown
Fogo, Twillingate, Morton's Harbour
All around the circle!

Sods and rinds to cover your flake
Cake and tea for supper
Codfish in the spring o' the year
Fried in maggoty butter.

I don't want your maggoty fish
That's no good for winter
I could buy as good as that
Down in Bonavista.

I took Lizer to a dance
And faith, but she could travel
And every step that she did take
Was up to her knees in gravel.

Susan White, she's out of sight
Her petticoat wants a border
Old Sam Oliver in the dark
He kissed her in the corner.

Movie Quote

2005-03-29T23:35:00.000-05:00

"Little kids shoot marbles
where branches break the sun
into graceful shafts of light.
I just wanna be pure,
I just wanna be pure."

This is a quote from the movie "The Basketball Diaries". This film kinda shadows the novel "The Outsiders" by S.E. Hinton in certain ways. Except with a lot more drugs. Ha!

Kellogg

2005-03-29T01:30:00.000-05:00

Check 'em out
http://www.stephenkellogg.com

My sister introduced me, (like other things) to this band. At first I was skeptical. After hearing a few songs, I was like "this is just a crazy hardcore Emo band." Don't ya hate that word Emo?!?
Anyways

It wasn't long before I realized this band was indeed excellent, and that I was infact missing out on some quality music.

Its relaxing, its genuine, and it has a melody to it!!

Do I sense a trend here? Songs with proper melodies in them? Ooo, double word meaning there.

Haha

Dylan

2005-03-28T00:38:00.000-05:00

Words cannot even describe this guy. Where would music be without him? This song has such an excellent melody to it. Definetly Epic!

Bob Dylan - The Times They Are 'A' Changin'

Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.

Just Giv'r

2005-03-28T00:08:00.000-05:00

This is a picture of me sledding over the spring break.
I believe it was Skip filming, and I just capped the picture from the video.
The position I am in; leaning off the sled, it kinda looks like I'm rock climbing. Haha!
Just throw a rope in there, and I would be all set. Not Likely! Eh?!?!?

I really like this shot, with the powder snow spraying out from the track.
Ole Black was runnin' well that day.

Keep on Skatin'

2005-03-25T22:25:00.000-05:00

Summer will soon be here!
I am getting very anxious to skate again. It will be almost 10 years this coming Easter that I have been skating. It has grown to become a lifestyle of mine.
I was very much involved with it during highschool. Yet, as of now I try to shy away from the media side of it. Skateboarding has become so mainstream lately, that it has lost the true meaning behind it. Which is to have fun.

I say, screw the stereotypical values that go along with it...i.e. the clothes, the language, the media. That isn't why I began.

This picture encapsulates so much. It is Mike Carroll at EMB in San Fran. Classic pose, classic style. Almost looks like he's dancing. Artistic impression at its finest.

Chris and Synnott

2005-03-22T04:50:00.000-05:00

I cannot look at this picture and not laugh. Synnott's face is just priceless!!
It was a ski-doo party in at my camp. We had drank almost 60 beer together by the time that picture was taken.
Skipper was trying to play 52-card pick-up with Synnott, and he was too drunk to understand. Synnott almost looks like he just woke up, mixed with the the worst hangover you can imagine.

That night was insane. Definetly going down in the books as one of the craziest sprees ever.

Song Searching

2005-03-20T03:26:00.000-05:00

I'm going to defy this "no song lyrics" in blog shit. Post what ya wish I'say! Ha!
I've been searching for this song for quite some time now. I heard it at the Marina of all places about a year ago and asked some people what it was called, and they had no idea.
Other day I'm having a beer with Kurt, and this song starts playing. Low and behold he knows it, and here I have it to post. Weird how by having to wait so long to hear it again; made it that much better. Get out yer dancin' shoes.

Dire Straits - Walk of Life

Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-Bop-A-Lua, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day
He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life
Here comes Johnny and he'll tell you the story
Hand me down mu walkin' shoes
Here come Johnny with the power and the glory
Backbeat the talkin' blues
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah, the boy can play
Dedication devotion
Turning all the night time into the day
He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, he do the walk of life
Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
Be-Bop-A-Lula, Baby What I Say
Here comes Johnny singing I Gotta Woman
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Yeah the boy can play
Decidation devotion
Turning all the night time into the day
And after all the violence and double talk
There's just a song in the trouble and the strife
You do the walk, you do the walk of life

2005-03-18T23:28:00.000-05:00

Here's Maggie! Almost 2yrs old now.

Subway

2005-03-18T23:08:00.000-05:00

Can't beat Subway for some late-night snack action. Went and picked some up tonight on Altavista. Nevertheless, I run into some nincompoop ahead of me who can't make a decison if their life depended on it. For crying out loud, its a fucking submarine not a work of art. I pity the workers there for having to deal with these customers. "Hmm, just heat it abit...no just a bit...are those black olives? Have any green?...Ok I'll take the green...lettuce you say?...okay, but make sure there are onions on first....just a little pepper now...sprinkle it lightly...Now what kind of juice is that? Cranberry?...hmm..I'll take the Apple juice." Hahaha...even funnier writing this shit. There's my rant for the day.

2005-03-18T02:28:00.000-05:00

I'm bad, I'm nationwide.

2005-03-18T02:24:00.000-05:00

Putting the "T" in trouble. :D

Lets kickstart this with a pic.

2005-03-18T01:58:00.000-05:00

Great view from the top of Mont. Bechervaise

2005-03-17T22:42:00.000-05:00

Gotta try out this blog system