NEVER HANG UP YOUR BOOTS: September 2008

As soon as I fall down tonight, you know that they're gonna see you put the gypsy switch on me

Brisk walks through the neighbourhood leaves will hit you

in the face, their yellow coloring only meaning one thing;

that winter is coming and life is about to get a whole lot shittier.

But in the mean time we can attend weekend brunches with dear friends where

we will discuss botany and collectively do crossword puzzles

Beeps and I were joined at the black sheep diner with

a few other pals whom were equally as tired as we were.

Jared & Erin.

Alfredo

hilarity with a pepper shaker pipe. how's that for a tongue twister.

a delicious tofu scramble.

a succulent.

I want this plant. so if you see one hook me up

Afterwards we spent the afternoon at the forks

spectating the astounding physics of some gents, some wooden boards, some wheels

and some concrete.

marky provided the soundtrack

Bang Bang and his scars.

Farwell summer you were briefly and relatively

pleasant. see you in six months.

sincerely,

me.

open up the medicine chest, i don't want to grow up

Most days I feel like this.

Other days things feel great. The Sun is out, the songs are loud and good times are greatly

abundant. Here are some photos from those times.

Mel a frequent face in my life. She hasn't made an appearance

here ( and by here I mean on this particular website) in quite sometime. She likes to remind me of this. no worries boo. BFF headbutts forever. ( hi Ryan BFF headbutt inlaw??)

TUESDAY went a little something like this:

Tuesday night, working at The Albert. slinging beers for metalheads there

to see Zimmers Hole. Above is the beloved Fat Mat making a sour grapes face

that is supposed to be reminiscent of my own.

Above is Tara a new regular to the barstool of the red bar. An esteemed video lottery

keno player as well.

the crowd.

Zimmer's Hole theatrics included a large faux penis

which I believe sprayed vodka.

Mike has a new wardrobe.

Wednesday went something like this:

After a hair appointment with the wildy successful

Julia Dyck, she and I head to a bar on corydon with a car packed full

a few of the most vivid and wonderful characters one could ask to spend

a wednesday night with.

The crew : julia, myself,mel, tara and David O = girls night out.

Lexington met us there and a couple other familiar faces happened to

be there in the empty bar as well.

A lot of fun was had.

It was someone's 19th birthday.

After departing from NV we got into the car and played "i don't want to grow up" by the ramones three times at least and sang as loud as we could at whomever was walking by or driving by. highlights include Tara yelling at a pedestrian to " just grow up".

sat around chateau M&J before going home to crash.

the end.

see you tomorrow.

you know you love me. xoxo

Friday night.

This friday there is a party to keep "the spot" open.

I fully back the cause and will be spinning some records and whatnot that in evening in support.

you should come as well.

I was early to finish i was late to start...

So today an young gentleman sat across the bar in which I was tending. He sat with a young lady who is a dear friend of mine. While the two sipped their beer they spoke of something which I thought could not be true. When I arrived home I found out that yes, yes what they spoke of was indeed very true and real. Here is a link of Sir Ben Kingsley appearing in a Minor Threat video as Ian Mackaye.

Minor at Heart

some folks might say that i'm no good. that i wouldn't settle down, if i only could.

The causes of his embitterment were many, remote and near. He was angry with himself for being young and in the prey of restless foolish impulses. Angry also with change of fortune which was reshaping the world into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision.

There is nothing that the road cannot heal.

While in New York a few weeks ago I went to a gallery on Bowery to view these photographs

click below to learn more about

Lia Halloran's Dark Skate

i got my feet on the ground and i don't go to sleep to dream

Here are some photos from the wonderful weekend before I left for my trip. It was sweltering, eventful and full of familiar faces as well as some new ones.

Don't hold

your breath waiting to see pics from my two week american excursion because there aren't any.