Wednesday, September 30, 2009


Here Comes The Fall Again

The older I get the colder I get.

I'm not just talking about my cold, dead heart. I'm talking about being a total wimp outdoors.

Don't get me wrong - I love winter. I love winter sports, being outdoors in winter, peeing my name in the snow in winter... all of it (22 letters in my full name - that's a lot of beer hot chocolate).

But somewhere along the way I went from being a kid that would wear shorts while play outside in 12 degree weather to a guy who's burying his hands in his armpits just to walk to the store and back.

Point is, at this rate I'm going to be a fucking icicle by the time I'm 40 and I'm not cool with that. My daughter doesn't need frosty the fucking snowman for a Dad and I don't need hands riddled with frost bite.

What I'm trying to say is, "MAN UP, BODY. Stop being such an asshole. It's not even that cold. Get over it."

Friday, September 25, 2009


The best part about Facebook is being able to see pictures of people from your past life and think, "wow, you really let yourself go" or "jesus, your parents must be so disappointed".

So petty, yet so rewarding.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Ride It

I forgot about this video until today. I still love Maru (a lot), but this Danny chap blows me away.

Also, this was the 4th "most viral" video on the internet in August. Fascinating.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

No Subway Ride of Mine

Get on the Metro


If there is ever a moment that you might regret your decision to have a kid, it is when you're in Ikea on a weekend. Particularly as dozens run screaming through the rat-maze that is your own personal Ikea-hell.

They terrorize all the poor bastards looking frantically for the shortcut to the marketplace. Running through your legs, throwing various unpurchased items (knife sets, kettle bells, tantroms - the usual), and otherwise being left alone like an especially homely and comfortable Lord of the Flies.

I don't know if the children really are our future.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Whatever You Do, Don't Screw Up

It must be natural to worry about having kids.

I don't really worry about having the baby around; I think that part will be fun. It's more the worry of, "don't screw things up, idiot".

Things I don't want to somehow make my child become/do:

1) lazy
2) a picky eater
3) not like animals
4) stay at home all day and not see friends
5) be a whiney, spazzy jerk
6) hate school/learning
7) not enjoy the outdoors

If any of these things happen I'll have no choice to blame society and not myself.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Fun Fun Fun Fest

If you've ever wanted to buy me a ticket to Austin, TX and put me up for a few nights now is the time to do so.

The band list is fantastic. I need to move to Austin. I'm not much for the heat, but I do love fun and music and BBQ (veggies).

God I love Yeasayer.

This Is A Throw Down




Going for a Scotch tasting session soon. Need to round up some jokers to join me. Me and my good (hopefully) friend Macallan. God damn. Single Malt, I believe. I'm a grown man now.

Getting into my Carlsberg (or Weiser) years, I guess.

Budweiser, Coors Light, and Molson Canadian campaigns for their camps and trips and mansions drive me completely friggin nuts. So useless. So typical. Bro-Guy-Dudes high fiving and drooling over bikinis. Thank fucking god I don't have cable - not continually subjected to that idiocy.

This commercial was ok:

This commercial is not even close to OK:

Monday, September 14, 2009

Birds On A Wire

Making music with birds.

Composer saw this picture and decided to map it out...this is what it made.

Birds on the Wires from Jarbas Agnelli on Vimeo.

Monday, September 7, 2009


Saw the little feet kicking the hell out of Amy's stomach. That shit is crazy. That 1 pound baby just wants to kick.