There goes team Scooby Doo off on a case. Hunting Rock star monsters.
Talking and walking is hard, we got the wrong camera so I was attached by mic umbilical cord to Peter the whole time.
Kinley and I are the same age. This is the same age dance.
In future when I am interviewing Portishead please refrain from photo-bombing me.
That’s Sam Roberts behind us.
I haven’t worn that in years it is practically translucent. These are just leftovers that I uploaded but ran out of time to show. And as usual there’s loads more on deck. Stayed another night in Burnoutington, watched In Bruges, took’er easy. Just had a conference call, going to tackle a bit of work then head back to Emerald City.
This looks like a Sam Roberts intervention.
Now I can’t wear this dress again for 6 months. I wanted to wear something different to Totally Turkish cos I knew the dress would be double blasted out. It’s loud, one trick pony-ish like my long yellow one I gave to a Little Raymi (do you still wear it Krista? maxi dresses look great on you).
A guy from the reason, thought he was a Sheepdog, I hope they edit that out ahhaa. Or no, that is what good tv is, my stupidity.
Memorizing act line-up and order.
Blabbity blah blabbity blee.
That’s where I stood when Josh passed me a shot of vodka and communicated with me telepathically. I kept the shot glass.
AG AAAHH DUHHHH I GOT A TV SHOW MOM.
Briefing my boys. I wonder if this is how my Grandfather looked/felt when he pumped up pilots in WWII, he was in intelligence. I’d hazard a yes.
A fan left a comment for Kinley about her bracelet, which Kinley showed me. This is now officially the music industry watering hole bulletin board. I am looking for girly stuff in this shot which is why I am on the subject, I dropped my swarovski pen, Teacher made off with it in the pandemonium of doors opening and all that so the boys saw a diva flip out right off the bat. When the pen was located and they saw it IT ACTUALLY HAS DIAMOND CRYSTALS IN IT YOU’LL SEE. Then they understood. Swarovski finger bling is one of my interviewing strategies.
The Swiss cuckoo clock dress was too. I stopped myself at feather earrings.
That was a skinny day. Don’t worry I ate so much crap yesterday at Emma’s and Mcdonald’s for breakfast I am a blob again. I need to do sit-ups, watching Jay on Big Brother UK work out twice a day makes me feel so flabby.
I look like a rock mom or a manager in a Spice Girls sequel.
Great Sound Academy view of city.
I interviewed the potato pizza. Two of my enemies, carbs and carbs straight up ridiculous.
Toronto is beautiful from this angle.
I drove there by way of the cheese boutique fiat with muffy mouse.
My nose is huge. I am the pianist guy, all girls want to bone him bad so a strong nose is a weeding out process really for me. Also, I’m not the one who’s gotta stare at it. Heaven (bbuk) said she was obsessed with noses. There are nose freaks out there I should find some and be their leader. Blog slave make a note of that.
I am a hybrid of Johnny Depp trying to look smart and Brad Pitt trying to look cultured. i am called JOHNNY PITT. Look for me traipsing about queen west with a cup of starbucks in one hand and an organic cloth bag casually clasped in the other. Erin said pearl earrings are softening. I’m adding that to my beauty tips arsenal of Princess Dirtbag secrets.
My stomach still feels queasy from this dinner. $5 beef tacos, poutine, nachos, bbq wings. Mom I had your back about the bartender saying your mom takes a lot of pictures, I said well, she’s a blogger! OH SNAP. I also sent back a mojito which was actually sprite with mint snips thrown in. Disaster and nice try there. I tipped handsomely so chillax.
Dropped in on Bob and Erin’s, she had taken part in that bed race thing for charity and was reading in the sun. We mooched on their patio for a bit it was a very enjoyable time.
Dad is now Sean Ward‘s biggest fan.
The tiara is in honour/memory of cin. rip xo.
Stella LOVES Burlington. She wakes us up super early and goes bananas bouncing bonkers all over the place like we’re at the cottage it gets us all pumped too.
She barked at the lawn boy though, we think she can sense his differentness. Dogs have that sixth sense thing about them other than that she is a simpleton.
My infamous mom shorts I have yo yo’d in size four cycles of slim to big to down again and I feel I no longer can hang on to ‘em. I look like a hobo trying to keep his pants up with a piece of rope.
Yeah they’re toast. Lucky he packed them for me though. Hot out yesterday.
Mary Lynne’s mother has given your band permission to make this the album cover. She is 16 and has a tumblr too.
I give your band permission to use this as your album cover.
I look like Kideo.
Ahh that chair was so comfortable. Thanks for the clippings from your garden Erin.
Ok time to hit the road, Jacks!