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sh!thawks...on parade: 07.2007

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of the three guys sitting out here in the back yard (yay mobile blogging!) im definitely not the one who can fart the loudest.

i walked over here without sandals on because i wanted to and also because this particular pair of sandals is cutting my foot up. i think that people should spend more time walking around barefoot outside, it's way cooler than shoes. shoes are overrated anyway.

i went and bought my copy of hospital music after work and now im listening to it outside in the nice weather.

i also got a postcard in the mail from my mom and aunt who are currently taking a tour of NYC and DC. apparently there really are Bubba Gump shrimp tshirts.

one of the benefits of having the three of us out here sitting around eating burgers is that we can plan our hunting season months in advance and shoot ideas around about where the best place to try a new sneak or set up a blind might be. some people plan out waxing their cars, we plan out field sections and firing cover paterns. if you ask me, strategizing is a good exercise in absract thinking. plus it isnt boring and god knows my job has enough of that to last far too long.

im going on a black and white grainy kick now.

after a week in new york

overheard at work today:

"so..what... we don't insure churches against rape?"

well duh, where else would Peter Whitmore go?


obviously i have nothing better to do.

im in a truck!

tonight was the first time ever that ive been to see the fireworks in vancouver.

ive gotta say, it's a good thing they were good because they are the most goddamn labour intensive fucking things to get to and away from in the world.

it took me a car ride, a bus ride, a skytrain ride and another bus ride, then a long walk to actually get there because some assfuck decided that he wanted to kiss the underside of the skytrain at 29th.

then trying to find two people in a throng of three hundred thousand or so is fun, which is funny considering the fact that we were pretty much fifty feet apart the entire time.

then walking from denman at davie all the way up beach, across the burrard bridge, get on the 27, go all the way back downtown and take the most assbackwards way to get to a skytrain, then skytrain, then another bus. and all the while, get hit in the head with a rolled up reed mat by Yi Hong which i didnt so much mind cause it kept me from falling asleep.

and all because of one guy.

it was pretty nuts when i managed to get to Commercial and up the stairs to switch to broadway and it was a solid mass of bodies and then some assholes decided to run up the down escalator past Skytrain security and a fucking riot just about went off right there.

christ on crutches, if youre that desperate to see explosions, why not toss a few m80s down a toilet?

riots for fireworks


yesterday was a good day in the sense that i got to chill out with my dad and uncle on a nice day by the waterfront and eat good food, my dad brought me a MacBook because he rules and i am super duper thankful to him for that, and i got to go picture crazy with more geeks and nerds and internet type folk.

you know what the one blemish on the night was? you can't play dibs alone. however, that was small fry compared to the meeting more people type thing that was going on.

in more or less alphabetical order of attendees who i did not forget the names of or already know or could find their blogs and if i didnt remember someone tell me ok thanks:

gay slave driver

i know for sure im missing people simply because that list is for sure not long enough.

also yesterday, i saw a woman waiting for the seabus who had camel toe in her ass. i shit you not. it was probably the most amazing thing ive seen in like...a week. or so.

also, i think that something still needs clarification from last night. if a lesbian has sex with a guy, does that make her bisexual or is she using him as a sex toy in place of hers cause the batteries died?

alrighty, im off to north van where they still have garbage collection.

mayhaps fireworks later.

who uses three D batteries?