there are roads left in both of our shoes
found a use for the black hearts garland.
nice i’m on top of things.
a lot of raymisms have to be taken down this week. not suitable for christian eyes.
hahaha rye/steph this made me think of you guys. “no hope etc…mascara.” so me.
i love jhonen vasquez.
my dad laughs his ass off to these too.
don’t think moms would be into this one featuring people making fuck to nature.
still my dreamboat.
nothing says merry christmas more than this. that is an awesome antique piece (dresser).
brett michaels tribute. my hair is “combined of my [natural] hair and the finest extensions Europe has to offer.” HAHAHA.
dave finally cleaned out the manhole aka shithole. filled up a heavy duty garbage bag with his clothes cast aways. found some things to borrow.
hey guys who wants to hit the arcade ugh i can’t make jokes straight.
you should hang on to that one.
so, um, you like dirt bikes?
who’s ghost knees are those hahaha.
socks goin’ missin’ like craaaaaazaaaaaaaay.
welcome to skinny town. i invented the best dip ever not sharing it.
burnt out a billion times saturday. fell asleep at like the foot of the bed with my ankles hitched over the railing with all my clothes on so ghetto.
the corpse makeup artist better get my spackle right. i remember my grandpa had a ton of orange foundation on and it wigged me out pretty bad i was like THAT’S NOT HIM THAT’S NOT HIM my dad had to drag me away. cool first open casket experience.
total burn out. give me a break man trying to keep yourself entertained is exhausting.
roots don’t fail me now.
i’d be hotter if my head was permanently upside down. i’ve always felt that.
i called and asked when the black light bowling began and the guy was totally confused by it (how can you be confused and not know what a black light is when the place you work at is sort of fuckin’ heavily-centered/reliant on it?) so i said disco bowling and felt so embarrassed. genius on the phone has an epiphany and goes oh cosmic bowling? YES einstein whatever you chiefs call it by that when does that begin? all day on saturdays. oh wicked so i’ve been falling asleep all over the house all day long desperately waiting for ten o’clock for no reason at all? COOL.
mustache rides aren’t free.
apparently i put it on upside down.
i am so 80’s my dad right now. uncanny. i remember he shaved it off one day and i was like who are you? so weird.
you’re not supposed to use flash because you might distract all the other cosmic bowlers out there. so all you get is a blurry shot of dave as hitler cop.
FAHAHAA my brother is going to lose it.
oh my god i was so bad. they wouldn’t let me use the wimpy kid balls cos they might shatter. guys do you think i am launching them out of a cannon or something? burn on them as one was in our ball carousel (what is that thing called?) but you can’t fit your fingers in them properly also you get paranoid of shattering it thanks to those knuckleheads. don’t worry i gave them a hard time before going off to bowl i was like can i have a kid ball please? no? why not? those are the rules? you actually have rules about adults not being allowed to use children’s bowling balls? bullshit. i should have been like AND WHO WAS THAT IDIOT WHO ANSWERED THE PHONE WHEN I CALLED!? i made sure to throw the adult ones as hard as i could down the lane which is why i licked in the points department, in hindsight.
extra ‘staches cos i really wanted a blonde one. hipsters you know it’s over when your main accessory is available in a burlington bowling vending machine.
it’s the experience not the destination.
“always fun”? try ALWAYS EXPENSIVE. you have to pay per frame not the hour. maje maje rip.
my score for this round was better than each person’s in the party of four playing beside us.
side note, i am super fascinated by spying on, eavesdropping, anything involving everyone here. fascinated because i feel like i am on a different planet sometimes here. like, you guys actually for real live lives here, seriously before i arrived this is all real? kinda the same feeling i had living in maine. can’t describe it other than permanent-outsider feeling maybe. so spectating a foursome date bowling on a saturday night in burlington is something special to me for that alone. there is no irony whatsoever about it unlike my shithead self.
in hamilton at that bar we went to to see USS (rokbar?) anyway the bathroom was all black and sleek (kinda like the drake/tattoo parlour) i was pissing and i heard two chicks come in and totally got blown away by the bathroom’s decor so i race-pissed as fast as possible so i could go out and see what they looked like. one girl proclaimed that even the toilets were black and were in fact “pimp” and “even the water looked black” so i’m washing my hands making my face look as little smug as possible while i eyeball them in the mirror. i felt like my thoughts were so loud they would fully betray me but nope the girls kept digging on the bathroom and i left feeling like a total, total asshole. see what the city does to you? hardens you a little. whatever, let them have their pimp bathroom i felt that whole scenario was endearing anyway.
Holy crap. Take it to the next level!!
question mark ?
does that painting have people’s names in it?
is the sauce ketchup + mayo?
which painting?
no i wouldn’t “keep” a dip recipe to myself if it was mayo and ketchup aka fancy sauce.
the “thank you” painting.
hm…second guess: chipotle dip?
no one’s names just haven’t gotten around to painting in the rest of the letters. there’s my name bottom left i painted over cos the marker was weak (will redo).
newp not chipotle. ok fine sour cream + sriracha. you will be blown away. good blown away.
oooh…that sounds great! had to google sriracha but around these parts everyone refers to it as rooster sauce. i bet it’s a good mix.
rooster sauce is a hilarious term
Love the hippies humping nature poster and the raymi by jamie painting. “trying to keep yourself entertained is exhausting”–yes, yes it is!
wow there’s a whole ny times article on the stuff: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/05/20/dining/20united.html
i am so out of my mind enlightened by this.
people call them after hours to rave about the sauce!
I’m always wearing mismatched socks, it would kill my mom anytime she saw them, she really had a vendetta against mismatched socks. it’s probably her only crazy-thing.
dude i LOVE jhonen vasquez too!! i have all the episodes of invader zim ( so funny) and also a few books of johnny the homicidal maniac. been a fan for many years.
anyway MERRY XMAS to u. ill be off the internet for 6 days.
busy @ moms eating and watching TV
i have all the johnny’s too. GEEKS!
Dave: Do you ice fish? It seems like you might. You got to take her hard ice fishing to freeze some of the spice out of her. Not really kidding. You got to keep people honest. Is what Jimi Hendrix once said. I think he’s apropos for this blog. — MaT
i remember my dad shaving off his mustache when i was about 5 and we were camping and i called him stupid and ran away from him…. and then i experienced getting my mouth washed out with soap for the first time.
beaumains
I have given ice fishing a fair chance but do not enjoy it.
Why would I want to freeze any spice out of her? Never mess with a good thing.
oh my god, dads who are unrecognizable after shaving their mustaches/facial hair off. ahahahaa they faces look bare and young and alien.
i am really liking your hair colour. suits you!
I thought that skull thing was a dead donkey for a moment… but what is it?? I deer or what.
I’ve not been by for about 18 years so this is hardly news I’m sure but I think the golden hair really suits you.
Have a merry X-y
xxxxxxx
I can never find matching socks and it drove my Gramma crazy. She finally gave in and just buys be these now, http://www.littlemissmatched.com/Catalog/all_girls_socks
hahahaha and the mope shirt
i never thought to mix sriracha with sour cream mmmm
try it with ranch dressing omg so tasty
i still gotta try it with honey for a sweet/spicy dipping sauce
oh the combos with that stuff are endless!!
Agreed Dave. Comment was meant totally in fun since your former manhole was apparently being a bit cracked upon. Was more curious about ice fishing, to be frank, since you seem like an outdoors guy and ’tis the season. And, I am curious about the steelhead fishing generally in that neck of the woods. Good times.
Steelhead fishing is great around here. I usually head to the Grand or the Saugeen to chase them. Only ever landed one over 30″ though.
nothin like hotboxing an ice-shack tho, i gotta say
ice fishing out here is just an excuse to get away from your significant other haha why else would anyone sit on their ass for 5 hours to wait for a crummy lil walleye or pike (in AB anyway, where theres like 3 lakes hahaha)
mayo and ketchup
nope guy, scroll up.
Fishing most everywhere entails that excuse though. Dave, I had the pleasure of shooting the shit once for about an hour with a guy from Canada who gave me the full download on Steelhead fishing in those parts. Is why I mentioned it.
I derive a lame satisfaction from getting the topic of “fishing” onto this blog. I feel like it might be a first.
fishing eh
the world record speckled trout was caught at a river outside my window in northwestern ontario, just sayin’. you can also catch lakers, splakers, ling, suckers, bass, perch, jumbo perch, pickerel, salmon, sturgeon and rainbow trout outta the bay.
hard not to get caught up in the fishin’ talk. but yeah i’m just saying merry christmas if i don’t get a chance to say so before then, have a fun christmas bender, all our best from the rock.
fishing is fun for casting only. waiting around is booooring and then you catch something small and useless, it wastes a worm, you hurt the fish and feel like a monster then there is always some ethical tard milling about beaking you off. i’d rather work on my tan.