middle-aged do the low rise on the waist
i love badminton and i’m pretty fuckin’ great at it. my family is way into it and pretty competitive.
after one of these racquet flip tosses i caught it and the birdie was comin’ my way, i still lobbed it over. nice.
this was totally great until i stepped in goose shit, barefoot, right through my toes uuuuugh. then the mosquitos came out in droves. brutal.
this picture is great because that shirt is so classy.
mid-lecture what else is new.
obviously this is about all of you.
perfectly vintage good thing some twerp put stickers all over it.
is it me or is my jaw getting more squarey like my mom’s? probably the angle this picture was taken.
here comes dad.
fantastic salads thanks again!
brosz7 hooked us up with lick’s burgs then i jumped right on in the badminton without digesting first. that plus beer and annihilating a bag of plantain chips is recipe for bloated gas land for the rest of the nite.
on this end of the island you are so close to the airport i marveled at how cool it was to play a game of badminton so close to an airfield while planes land and take off, no way you could play badminton that close to pearson airport. would be hilarious if you tried though, in fact, who wants to play badminton at pearson airport with me? i’m sure security would be down for it.
thanks for lookin’ out for me guy!
then we dropped in on yuula‘s. she has made much headway in her feather collecting, driftwood covering. she said there’s probably 500 feathers on this thing. i think i heard 500.
yuula cast.
thanks for the bug spray! sorry about the non-meteor showers.
love this back to the future clock.
i put clear mascara on fil’s left eyelashes, can you even tell? ugh guys and their long lashes, do you think it’s an evolution (historical? what’s the word i’m looking for?) thing like guys go out hunting in the woods and desert and long lashes protect their eyes? i did the other eye too, you could tell more in real life.
waitin’ for the ferry.
do you think i will ever get a clear photo of the toronto skyline?
i’m on no sleep cos i stayed up til 2 watching toddlers&tiaras because i am an idiot then i couldn’t sleep and then my mom calls me at 9.45 even though i explicitly told her NOON, noon we will speak 12 NOOOOOON. we’re gonna hang today so i canceled my dermatologist appointment for the billionth time. waiting for my peg bundy coug flats to dry on the balcony they were wet and encased in a plastic bag in the trunk since sunday, holy gross smell.
oh i made a crapblog charting my toilet logs. ha double entendre. the humour in it will probably wear off by tomorrow.
i would love Ontario, except for that whole Mosquitos Eating Me Fucking Alive thing.
bahahahahahaa badminton at pearson is crackin me up
that mask face is so creepy!
i’ll give Pearson badminton a go! haha
i thought you meant my real face. harris the skeeters aren’t so bad, it’s only cos summer basically just started.
here comes dad wtf?
also, you admitted that you would have stickered that lifeboat sign when you were a kid.
dad carrying a cooler
a cooler of AWESOME
[and beer]
ha. one of the reasons i lovee you. because you can make a classy crap blog.
ha i like the fil lecture pic. and i am jealous of that salad spread.
Harris, I miss Ontario. Even the mosquitoes. *sniff* We used to be great pals (well, they used to love the shit out of ME anyway).
Hells, I even miss goose shit, but I’m sure the parks here have some, if I look hard enough.
Chicago has no convenient escape like that island that isn’t totally overrun with assholes. I can’t believe I never went there while I was living in Toronto.
Someone Ontarian hire me!
Oh hey, did you ever try any of those lash tint thingers? I bought one on the presumption that if it worked, darker lashes plus clear mascara would equal less suck. Not sure so far.
All the guys I know have long, dark lashes, too, WTF.
males of a lot of species are prettier than the females: more colorful, thicker coat/hair, longer eyelashes so the males get hunted first and distract predators from the plain females who are left alive to care for the young. at least that’s what i was taught in 7th grade science.
i love peg bundy coug style!!!
harris you just gotta drink yourself to the point where you know any mosquito that bites you is fuckin’ dyin of alcohol poisoning.
@ the eyelash thing: The Brick’s eyelashes are like, 100x longer and thicker than mine. I put real mascara on him once and I swear it was sickening. I have attempted to save the loose ones to have sewn into my eyelids. There HAS to be a genetic reason/joke on us for it.
Photos of crap in the crapblog might take it up to the next level…ewwww.
Yes Raymi, you are turning into your mother!
capt obvs
um no YOU are turning into my mother
would never say that about your pretty face
my mom’s face is v pretty, it’s v jackie O, square jaw.
thanks for posting pictures of the island/ferry, i lived in TO for 4 years and it’s my fav toronto place. have you seen the hip’s video for the last recluse? at the picnic table part is where i first started to think it was the island, and when it was obvious, i almost shed a tear.
Hahah it seems so fitting that you’d come from a family of competitive badminton players.
hey, i just checked my comments after a forever ago long time… i’ve been a VERY sucky blogger lately. anyway, we’re SO gonna go weirdo white people it up on the island and soon. i miss it! i need it! and i actually have one of those BORN on the island weirdo white people family members here right this very minute!!! also, another odd coincidence, i too have a crap blog! what with all the morphine and opioid meds seriously bunging me up on the regular i have to pay attention to my craps. i haven’t been too good at keeping up with it though…
http://theshittyblog.blogspot.com
also, i have much to tell you. oh so much. your ears will bleed with all the muchness. dirty dirty muchness. and i am not writing any of it to you in an email until i see you in person.
xoxoxo oh my god i almost wrote my REAL NAME!!?? see, need to get to the blogging. yikes. that’s never ever happened to me before. scary. kisses and lots of yummy booby hugs to you like way back in the day ha egads. 2006? no, 7? gotta get together soon, yes.
i want to hear this gossip ASAP!
jenn i agree with you, it makes complete sense. i dunno why tho. maybe it’s cos we are spazzy assholes.
hahah violent and messy!!!