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meet me at the car hole

after three hours of mario party wherein we made zero progress we finally decided to head out to hang with some rowdy 20 year olds in a garage. met alex earlier at the legion where he works, completely different personality once blasted. hilarious. he said the legion lady asked all about us once we left.

still light out at 10.30/11 crazy. on sunday it will be the longest day of the year, summer solstice.

lamp posts remind me of oakville walking into town at nite. sigh. this place is like a movie set, so still, no one on the streets. then we started talking about the movie the strangers BAD IDEA i felt their eyes on me i skippered along pretty fast after that.

matchy matchy.

misty emo mountain.

misty emo mountain before nitefall.

i blow at foosball. well i blame this table and i have ten other excuses reasons for it too actually. these photos made me realise how progressively disgusting my hair was getting.

yikes. the worst of the shots i have no shame, all for you. today is definitely shower day.

oh hey there who’s yer friend?

car hole party.

bannock. native bread. delicious. also good for breakfast.

oh god, so thick. did i tell you we did the vodka bacon infusion yesterday? i think i did. anyway, it’s ready for caesars now i think. will report back with my review.

saved my life this morning i tell you. i am amazed.

moose w/ flash. so lean, no fat on ‘em at all. it fills you up and the next day you feel great, no guilt, no bloat. totally soaked all the garbage up. i guess the bacon helped too.

lovin’ this photo tons right now.

thurston was on his way to party with us but then a huge fox turned up and stared at him and us, the biggest fox i’ve ever seen. rye says this one house raised it, seriously prehistoric looking motherfucker, almost wolfish. anyway the cat was using us as cover to travel further ha then f’d off to hang on some lawn and do cat things like eat grass and generally be gay.

ryan‘s goin’ places, i gathered that so i placed an imaginary phone call to a non-existent record producer to hook it up.

that’s alex. right now he is asleep in a car on his way to wienerpeg.

i taught them all the supreme worst polish word ever and warned them not to use it on the wrong person. stripe shirt programmed it into his phone. brosz7, there may be blood on your hands.

oh yeah no rogers service at all anywhere in tbay, way to go you guys.

sooo greasy full-on cottage mode here omg it smells amazing gotta go bye.

ok we just poured the baconvodka through a coffee filter and are waiting for it to drip through. this close to just pouring it straight into the sink hahaha hangover intelligence party of 3 check. scrambled cheese ham tomato toasted sandwiches are on their way to being complete. omg.

ok i’m stuffed and even greasier than i was before. these guys are spoiling me.

11 thoughts on “meet me at the car hole

  1. ok it’s not really a big surprise that the first time i comment yr blog comes after I drink a bunch of wine and a bit of whiskey but whatever im feeling brave at the moment. pretty sure you’re not my biggest fan on SBTVC where i post as FHC but um who gives a shite cos i am a unhealthily obsessed with a big fan of your blog.

    a few years ago i travelled across the US on a train (to NY from Seattle, where I am from) and then back across Canada on a greyhound during june and noticed that the further north we got the lighter it was in the evening. We were somewhere around the continental divide when I noticed it was bright at 11pm as it is in late summer at 8pm. weird. also went through thunder bay which WOW JAYSUS is in onterrible. then i lived in vancouver until i came to berlin, now you know the only half of my life worth knowing, oh boy hope i dont regret this comment in the morning.

  2. hey dangerus des why would you regret that comment? and why wouldn’t i be yer biggest fan on sbctv, are you mean to me there? come back anytime hey!

    yes keira yer right.

  3. northwestern ontario is like BC junior, we have a lot of ex-pats out there.

    the difference between a hill and a mountain, once and for all, is if you fall off a hill you live and if you fall off a mountain you don’t.

  4. raymi!! you’re in thunder bay!! i grew up there but escaped last year for vancouver. you’re my blogging hero – in my hometown! amazing! no. more. words. <3

  5. shower day means i didnt shower the day before cos i didnt have a chance or feel like it. normally i shower everyday there’s just some times when it’s like meh why bother. plus i had to get up at the crack of dawn to catch a flight.

  6. ahh k, got it. i shower at least twice a day (when i get up, before i go to bed), but i’m a hygiene freak. i get really nervous when anyone uses my kitchen and i have my own bathroom that i don’t let anyone else use (luckily we have 3 bathrooms). i’m a touch obsessed in a way, but i don’t wash my hands 50 times in a row so they are raw, but i do wash them frequently. oh, and i can’t stand having dirty feet at all… i don’t have OCD (at least, not to my knowledge) but i’m sure it could easily run that way. i didn’t mean for that to turn into a rant, apologies.

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