a collection of run on sentences mostly about travel, fashion, technology, formula 1, design and anything else that this worker bee in the vancouver ad industry feels like rambling on about
well my friend eddie has been hanging out down on the south island in NZ for the summer and just sent this lovely picture that makes me very jealous. he has this to report:
it snowed and they closed the crown range so i couldnt get to work. turned my car around, drove to coronet peak and did a slash instead. fun.
bastard
oh yeah. i forgot about this guy. ok. so maybe its not the best outfit ever but it definitely makes you wonder what this guy was thinking when he left the house. so we have straw cowboy hat, oilers jersey 10 sizes too big layered over an orange colored shirt (bonus points for matching the collared shirt color to the oilers team colors, man-pris, tube socks and counterfeit red reebok high tops. sick. check out the girl behind him. she’s backing what he’s putting out there. her eyes are practically burning holes into his ass. they’re sooo going to hook up behind one of the food shacks.
haha. i wish i had MTV sometimes. the mtv movie awards were broadcast this past thursday and i was trying to find it just to see gnarls barkley do his star wars inspired performance. thank god for youtube i guess. oh and i wouldn’t have minded staring at jessica alba for two hours either. hehe.
when you can’t afford to go high-tech on america, the locals get a little creative. link where’s PETA?
i can hate my own race right? well in the spirit of having to deal with way to many annoying asians these past few days and after watching the ridiculous “Uncle Bus” video and talking about Tom Vu, it just felt right to add this picture to the mix. bah. maybe tomorrow will be a brand new day.
i’m gangsta cause i’m people smuggling now. had to make a quick run up to whistler today to drop off some gear for the chinese junior national team that burton is sponsoring. what was supposed to be a quick in and out turned into a multi-hour ordeal.
turns out i needed to drive the team up to showcase to grab some additional gear. well the old burton van is a windowless cargo van complete with cargo cage. so yup. threw a bunch of 10 year old chinese kids and their chaperone into the back of the van and off to the village we go. i’m sure we made quite the sight as an endless stream of children piled out of the back of the van. haha.
oh and the best part was that all of the kids, none of who weighed more than a 100 pounds soaking wet, picked up large or extra large outerwear. so thug.
there’s a name for people like me. “dragon head” i think. at the end of it all though were a bunch of excited kids rifling through new gear. now i just need to start up a sweatshop.
so a friend of mine managed to get her way onto a private luxury yacht monster-f’n-pimp boat to cruise around the carribean and over to the french riviera for the summer. mmm….poodles and women with armpit hair… she’s keeping everybody updated via her blog but so far I haven’t managed to read about any pirates. i’m not jealous. thpppt
now i’m not usually the biggest fan of diesel but came across a pair that i really like the other day. the Shazor in the 88z wash. why? super crisp dark indigo denim. dope paisley waistband and pocketbags. some cool embroideries on the inside of button fly and colored tightly surged (eg. fake selvedge) seams on the inside. good times.
