do you think i blended in well enough?

excuse me did i say you could take my picture aside from outright demanding it. way natural.

yeah peace canada what? sure. if it never snowed here i would never have to wear pants.

very into this truck. have multiple pictures of it during light as it progressively became dark and the security guy guarding the fence humoured me very much about it, even giving me tips on when there would be a stop in people walking flow. it’s fun when you know people think you are insane for taking pictures of things they wouldn’t expect at that certain moment in time. i know i’ve mentioned this before. still amuses me.

nice guitar.

free show, multiple acts, lucky crowd.

check that woman taking a photo of a doll. who are they, me? is that a beatle doll?

i had no idea what shirt fil was wearing yesterday as he left before noon and my eyes were squinted shut though it’s kinda funny as i was up and about talking to him yet totally spaced on his shirt that you kinda can’t miss. i figured he’d have worn this particular one anyway, being canada day and all. he said it wasn’t intentional and he didn’t clue into canada day until around 6 o’clock when i mentioned it.

the bbq chicken was phenom.

the sun came and went and the rain held off until the very very end when the carnies were packing up. great success.

that’s holly mcnarland fellating a hot dog. she is in love with me now. her kids rule.

so bizarre to me that kid’s cartoons feature goths like it ain’t no thing, completely normal. i think that’s a good thing.

andre the bus master and tina’s son, kirby the dog. trying to decide who i like more.

bein’ spoiled over here.

i count at least 3 stink-eyes. when enlarged, loads more. some are smiling at me though, the smart ones. probably thought i was some country slut groupie, or wife.

oh laila, so cute and bitchy and wonderful.

you kinda stand out.

kat von d did this, the entire band of emerson drive actually.

nice.

then we broke out the zeppelin.

gotta say, fun day, totally the opposite of uptight.

this was gonna be a short one picture post but then i just kept clicking through more and more photos and ugh look at the time. procrastinating is a huge part of my existence. i’m laggin’ on getting out the door right now partly cos i know it’s supposed to dump rain at some point so that somehow justifies toolin’ around makin’ up excuses? fil is patiently awaiting my arrival at a country music festival right now he’s shooting for gibson. it ends at 8, started at 12. yeah i’m an asshole so this has to be a quickie. omg this shirt i’m wearing is so tight i will probably get an anxiety attack from it. it’s like wearing the shirt of an ant.

mimosa makeup jammin’

have a little red umbrella in my purse. so goofy. red is my favourite colour, can’t wait for the goony comments haw-haw you wore red, red = canada day doye doye duhhhh oh really you noticed that didja? fuckin’ swift there mate aren’tya. i also like how the city worker strike has exposed how stupid and childish en masse everyone is – the sort who rely on the free fireworks display to celebrate a national holiday also the same types who flock to nathan phillips square for NYE and so on, all whining about what they’re gonna do now oh fuck off buy your own damn fireworks and set them off in any park anywhere. where did your ability for independent thought go? is that one of the first things you lose when you have children? try being original you stupid shit cheapskates.

experienced a momentary fleeting desire to dye hair today. must keep at the natural.

canuck tower.

was going to wear this last nite. wimped out.

made chili 2 cheese dip last nite. so so so good.

k later dewds.

you may enjoy this one more, or less. takin’ on beyonce. nice camera work britt.

tried to find the napoleon dynamite dance on youtube and all they have are cheesy reenactments.