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Jul 27, 2014 / 2 notes
Jul 25, 2014

My friend Dale and I did a little interview with Canadian Olympic hopeful, Spencer O’Brien. The dialogue ranges from the Olympics, jump gender equality, cheese, and Napoleon Dynamite 

Jul 22, 2014 / 3 notes

Forever Forgetting

I wandered away with the daily newspaper under my arm like some sort of New York executive, except I was in my grimy, low-income apartment wearing one of those tuxedo t-shirts and faded black briefs with a hole in the gooch. Regardless, I felt collected, more collected than usual; my heart no longer felt like it was being fed through an acid coated meat grinder—It wont be long until I loose memory of her: the women I spent the last 26 years of my life with; the woman I went to prom with; The woman I skinny dipped at my parents lake with; the woman I lost my virginity to after skinny dipping with; the woman I once had child-like affection with; the woman I had a still born child with; the woman I ran my first, and only, half marathon with; the woman I did mushrooms and watched The Lion King on Broadway with; the woman I watched the sun rise in kayaks on the ocean with; the woman I sat on an iceberg eating iceberg lettuce with; the woman I stole a New York street sign with; the women that resembled hope. The woman that said she would always love me. The woman that I told I would always love. I’m finally forgetting about her. 

Huckleberry’s is an all night diner located in Government Camp. Late at night it feels like the perfect location to film a horror movie: quite, still, and oh so eerie.
Jul 22, 2014 / 2 notes

Huckleberry’s is an all night diner located in Government Camp. Late at night it feels like the perfect location to film a horror movie: quite, still, and oh so eerie.

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 / 2 notes

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 / 10 notes

When I dip you dip we dip

Jul 16, 2014 / 15 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.