I've decided to move to Montreal. I don't speak French. I don't really know what to expect. Anyone who's visited the capital of French-Canada knows how truly boss the city can be.
What will living there be like? Do I have enough cash and gumption to find work and quality living arrangements? Will the long winter hurt super bad? Will it be another poignantly defining locale in which to explore people, life, and all things awesome? I suppose all of my questions will be answered soon enough.
What do you know about living in Montreal?
Monday, June 30, 2008
Answering the Anglophone
thu-rash-her
Boot Blow Out
I've been in Peru for the past two weeks, but I'm back. The wife will be blogging the shit out of the trip over the next ten days, so if you're interested, check it out here. I had a boot blow out at Machu Picchu but managed to get it fixed the next day back in the city.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Fixed Magazine
Issue 1 of Fixed Magazine is out!
The download appears to be broken, but it's mirrored here (thanks to huph).
Friday, June 27, 2008
Kw is always on point
you know, ever since Kw started this daily
Gp blog thing... where we all have to submit a post on our given day,
I have to say..
this blog has always kicked ass.
but now, it kicks even more ass, I love seeing everyone's posts each day,,, or looking back over the week since I don't get to my computer every day..
and every Friday, Kw sends me that e-mail..dude. it's your day...
I always remember, but today, I would have totally blown it off if it wern't for that e-mail reminder... hell, up till a little bit ago, I wasn't even planning on busting out the computer today just cuz of the cloud cover, ( we run on satalight here, and with clouds, means no internet..)
especially dark storm clouds..
Today, I went to the Marietta's again, first time in like a month. we found a couple of sea turtles gettin it on, and decided to check it out... turtle porn isn't very uh, arousing..... now, give me a mexican donkey show, and man, I have to stay seated for a bit...
but i digress....
hmmm, good problem, good problem.... hmmmmm
so, lets see, it's hot, way hot, africa hot, tarzan couldn't take this hot...
if it stays hot, and sunny. no clouds... I can watch tv, run the compter, sweat.
if it rains, it cools off, but no computer, no tv.. no electricty...
but oh man is it ever comfortable..
I'm hopping the problem of rain happens tonight, even though not everything stays dry in my room....
austa manana... amigos
Dam Fun
In his book Desert Solitaire Edward Abbey said of the Glen Canyon dam (Lake Powell):
“The Beavers had to go and build another goddamned dam on the Colorado. Not satisfied with the enormous silt trap and evaporation tank called Lake Mead (back of Boulder Dam) they have created another even bigger, even more destructive, in Glen Canyon.”
A good problem ... what are you going to do about it? Well, we said get a 30 year old boat, some kayaks, and go. Perfect desert holiday: swim, play, kayak, and hike. Water in the desert is all good. 1,960 miles of canyon shoreline to explore.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Helmet - Your Head - 8/24/91
Mercury Cafe, Denver, CO. First time I saw Helmet. Quicksand played that night too. Night before Lollapalooza. No wonder I was hooked on this band!
Zombie Bikes
This is going to be a great installation ... the gallery is really nice and located in a 100-year-old building with a bakery in the back.
The opening is this Friday the 27th from 6-9 p.m. at
Against The Wall Gallery—
6220 Havelock Avenue.
Rusty bikes as art, bad beer, and snacks. How can it miss?
The bikes will be on display for the month of July. —FIL!
Touching story about a man and an elephant. Wow!
In 1996, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from
Northwestern University.
While skating through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant
resting atop a gnar half-pipe with a black bird sitting on it's head.
The elephant seemed pretty bummed out, so Peter approached it very carefully.
He climbed up the huge ramp and inspected the elephant's foot and found a
large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently
as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after
which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to
face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at
him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of
nothing else but being pushed off the ramp and perhaps the small amount of urine discharging from his bladder.
Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, dropped in, and proceeded to bust out some sweet K-town air.
Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.
Ten years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his
half-retarded son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the
creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son
(Cam) were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted
its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that
several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.
Remembering the encounter in 1996, Peter couldn't help wondering if
this was the same elephant!?! Peter summoned up his courage, climbed
over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right
up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted
again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peter legs and slammed his
stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly.
Probably wasn't the same elephant.
photo graffiti
The Image Fulgurator looks like a big scary gun. But it's not. It's a fun toy of trickery that projects the image or text of your choice onto the photographs of fellow photographers. Check it out.
If you can't read the projection, it says: "Hundreds of people died last year by trying this at the US - Mexico Border."
I can't take him anywhere
I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes
We decided to grab a bite at the food court.
I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him.
The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue.
My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time.
When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, "What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?"
Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response; knowing he would have a good one.
And in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response.
"Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son."
The Website is Down!
The website is down is pretty funny if you're a NERD like me. Grab some snacks, it's a long one.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Weezer, Pork And Beans -New Uncut Video, Lyrics
Remember 2 Breathe
Evan Schmitt's latest, Remember 2 Breathe, features interviews and racing footy with cycling notables Todd Wells, Tom Danielson, Jonathan Page, Andy Jacques-Maynes, Troy Wells, Ryan Trebon, Barry Wicks, and others. The film premieres this Friday, June 27th, in Cle Elum, Washington.
If you can't be there, you're not alone, but don't worry—Remember 2 Breathe will be available soon on DVD. Find out more at DirtyMoose.com.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Down on the streets
If I could just wipe that silly grin off my face, we might have decent shot. Unfortunately, I was/am genuinely happy as opposed to the usual cynical happiness of everyday life that gets me through.
My Team, Team Skam
This link was posted over at the bummer life avoiding folks' blog, but now that I've gone all the way through their archive I'm surprised I didn't see myself or anyone else I know. I guess I've got something to work on for the rest of the summer.
-Johnny
Nebraska In Drought
With all the rainfall and flooding the Midwest has seen recently it's hard to imagine that just four years ago we were suffering from drought. Here's a thought provoking short documentary on the historic drought conditions from years past as told by my roommate, Brent, and his friend Mitchell.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
the quiver.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Zero Team In Lincoln Today
Today is the first day of summer ...
It's also Go Skateboarding Day and Precision Skateboards will be hosting an autograph signing at their store with Zero team riders James Brockman, Elissa Steamer, Kegan Sauder, Sheldon Melechinski, Donovon Piscopo, Tom Asta, Jamie Tancowney, and Marissa Del Santo.
Signing starts at 6:00 pm.
Call Precision for updates:
Precision Skateboards
2711 S. 48th #106
Lincoln, Nebraska
402.476.3044
Delicatessen
Y'all seen this? I haven't ... YET. Just finished The City of Lost Children and i kinda need more.
Why am I posting this? Not sure, I just need to talk about it somehow. My eyes and brain are still kinda overloaded with the beauty. Stunning stuff.
Friday, June 20, 2008
when I crave a bike ride, it's not just get up, grab bike and goooo. oh no....
wake up in hammock in the dark,
grab flashlight, open hammock
check for scorpions.
go downstairs to the bathroom,
check for scorpions,
drop kids off at the pool,
grab essentials, wallet, i pod, radio
keys, lighter, beer, and whatnot
20 min walk to town pier,
hit up first boat outa Yelapa,
30 min to boca,
grab the buss
30 min to pv
the plan,
para ver mi amor Sonia
e
montar mi Karate Monkey
try to get in a few kilometers before
having to go back to boca at 1pm for work...
I couldn't talk Sonia into going for a ride, cuz she had to work, but she did bust out some riding pics...
Hootenanny!
Look! It's me! Playing Radiohead's "Creep" on my violin! With Weezer!
Weezer cover Radiohead's Creep, live in Portland from Dave Allen on Vimeo.
strom clouds and pbr
We have some great clouds take form out by our house as storms roll out onto the plains of eastern Colorado. This monster rolled through south of our house last night. Late end of the sunset lit this cloud up with amazing color.
I know there's some PBR fans up in this blog. This mural can be found at Colfax and Adams in Denver. If you're ever at a show at the Bluebird, head to the corner east of the theater, hang a left, and look up at the barbershop wall. PBRME!
Go Skateboarding Day
Tomorrow is Go Skateboarding Day!
Take to the streets and parks!
And avoid the man.
Kevin
I took this lame cell pic on the way home from my early morning kindergarten drop off. The Tramp Stamp says, "KEVIN".
My brother Kevin's birthday is on August 7th.
I smiled once when someone told me Dave Navarro had a Tramp Stamp.
Look what happens when you Google "Dave Navarro tramp stamp August 7th"
I wish I was kidding.
Kev, don't live in a triangle.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
The Flying Dutchman
Was in the OC this past week looking for a place to live and hanging with my homie Apple.
We went for a little bike ride and a few days later an epic X-Ray photo was taken. I'll let him do the talking.
stripes and tires
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Empty Promises
What if a water park emptied all its runs and then invited you and your friends over to skate for a few days?
Total fantasy, I know, but it might look something like this video on The Skateboard Mag website.
Full feature in issue #53 of The Skateboard Mag.
In real skateshops right now.
The US Air Guitar Championship - Denver Regional
I go by the Bluebird Theater every day on my way to and from work. I had to double-take the marquee this morning - "US Air Guitar Championship!".
ROCK!!
Good Problem: calling yourself an artist
"These days the word 'artist' is pretty tired. It’s one-size-fits-all like no other word in the English language, maybe apart from 'god' and pronouns. It describes Isadora Duncan, Spike Lee, Picasso and Q-Tip, all in a day’s work. And just when it thinks it can take a breather, it has to account for that kid living on the Bowery praying his orgy Polaroids make it into the Whitney and that writer in Starbucks taking trippy liberties with linear structure in a screenplay called Mama. Even the man on 42nd Street who believes the world could always use a few more faces of Leonardo DiCaprio in Titanic spray-painted onto felt, even he has a claim on the word.
“'Artist' can’t make even the briefest public appearance without extensive baggage. The next time you’re at a party and someone asks what you do for a living, boldly say artist, then sit back and watch the jolting effect that little word has upon a conversation. Above 14th Street, you’ll be offered money, food, some tips on where to find free lodging. Below 14th Street, the person will smirk, dutifully ask 'What kind?' or appear to start swallowing an egg, which is a disguised yawn. You’ll get a hug in the Midwest. In Santa Monica, you’ll get 'sweet' and an invitation to go Rollerblading. In certain parts of the country you’ll get tied up and thrown into the back of a pickup truck, and no one will ever hear from you again."
From a review written by Marisha Pessl of Bob Dylan’s New book of paintings and drawings from the New York Times Book Review.