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I’m spending most of my summer in Government Camp—no I have not joined the army—Government Camp is an unincorporated community south of Mount Hood, with a population of 193 people. It’s a calm place, for the most part; hosting a couple local bars, an ice cream shop, a couple ski shops, a couple cafés, and an all night dinner; there is no police station or fire station and, when not filled with snowboarders, it’s probably an egoless place…All the basic amenities for a surreal feeling community are met. I’m excited to be spending a summer here: to be a constant in such a transient ski and snowboard community. 
Jul 21, 2014 / 1 note

I’m spending most of my summer in Government Camp—no I have not joined the army—Government Camp is an unincorporated community south of Mount Hood, with a population of 193 people. It’s a calm place, for the most part; hosting a couple local bars, an ice cream shop, a couple ski shops, a couple cafés, and an all night dinner; there is no police station or fire station and, when not filled with snowboarders, it’s probably an egoless place…All the basic amenities for a surreal feeling community are met. I’m excited to be spending a summer here: to be a constant in such a transient ski and snowboard community. 

Jul 21, 2014 / 144 notes

Someone GIFed me!

(via craigermcmorris)

When I dip you dip we dip
Jul 21, 2014 / 8 notes

When I dip you dip we dip

Jul 16, 2014 / 16 notes

Here is an interview segment my friend Dale and I have started. Our first guest was Craig McMorris—brother of Canadian Olympic competitor and bronze medalist, Mark McMorris. Craig is hilarious and a really solid guy, like Onyx solid.

Converse with God.
Jul 14, 2014

Converse with God.

Jul 2, 2014

Sooo, a couple months ago I was in the Portland area riding Super Park. It was a blast, yada-yada, fun-time, yada-yada, but this, I think, is where my real, raw, un-nurtured and unhindered talent rests: 

Jun 28, 2014
Jun 24, 2014

Go Fuck Thy Self

Go Fuck Thy Self!

Holy words

That everyone should hear:

The pompous prick,

The arrogant teacher,

The humble servant;

Not because controversy

Is a good thing

Or because there is

Not enough hate

In the world.

But, because the phrase is

Liberating—

When coming from

A loving heart, that is—

Being told to

Go Fuck Thy Self!

Is like your BFF

Pantsing you

In an empty hallway—

FREEDOM!

For a

Second;

Mixed with a hard harsh

Slap from reality;

You have to change

Your actions.

You have too

Get your shit together. 

Jun 14, 2014 / 4 notes

Dealing with life

I’m into philosophically thinking

like you are into Yoga

or Meditating,

or how your dad is into that Sofa

(lazy cunt);

It consumes me

like a blind man on a colour hunt.

I work so hard I’m sweaty.

I dig deep

(deeper than your dad in that Sofa).

but as time persists I grab what’s cheap:

a bottle of vodka.

I remove its crown

unlike philosophy, it’s smooth when it goes down. 

Jun 14, 2014 / 1 note

Gorgeous Green Eyes: An Encounter With True Love

I stood blocking the doorway, not on purpose, not consciously, but regardless—I stood blocking the doorway. She approached me, delicately, quaintly, shyly, and when she noticed me, she said, “move please.” I replied: “Ok.”

We locked eyes. She had gorgeous green eyes, greener than a hippie’s heart.   “Well then, aren’t you going to move?” She peered at me with a puzzled and slightly aggravated look on her face. “I did,” I respond. “What do you mean, you did?” “I did move. You didn’t hear it? ”Her aggravated and puzzled face turned into a slightly more confused and less aggravated face. “I had a bowel movement,” I said—while still staring into her gorgeous green eyes—“A what?” She responded. “I farted,” I said. Her eyes narrowed and the gorgeous green turned to black. That’s disgusting you weirdo!” and with that, she aggressively shoved her soft, skinny, forearm into my skinny, standard feeling shoulder and stormed by. “Sorry…” I said.  

It was an awkward moment, but also a blissful one. Even the destructive and ghastly fart, which if were visible, I swear, would have been just as beautiful as her gorgeous green eyes. 

May 29, 2014 / 424 notes

benngie:

Canoe Club. 

Who knew he could canoe? Well, I guess I did; he can also take photos!

May 27, 2014 / 2 notes

Meditation

Me: Meditation is just an excuse to be lazy.

Alex: No it’s not! I’d like to hear you say that to Buddha.

Me: Allll right, maybe it’s not. But it does seem like a great way to get out of work: “uh, excuse me, I need to go meditate. Back in 20.”

Alex: You shouldn’t talk about things when you know nothing about them.

Me: Well then, you shouldn’t talk about knowing nothing, because you obliviously know something… Meditate on that!

Alex: Screw you.