Friday, January 8, 2010
This is for the shut-ins
Thursday, January 7, 2010
a pretty decent year







Tuesday, January 5, 2010
A hella good listen!

Monday, January 4, 2010
The gift that keeps on giving....
It's the little things that go unnoticed in your life and you don't realize they are important until they are gone; you know, like a loving family, a roof over your head, good bagels, and plenty of toilet paper on the roll. Really, when you think about it, in most modern societies, toilet paper is essential to a clean and functioning household. Some of the worst memories in my life have come from the end of the toilet paper roll.
Once, I lived in a house with male roommates and when it came to toilet paper, it was deemed as "community" (which means that we all used it and took turns buying it.) I always monitored the toilet paper supply and when it was my turn, I would immediately purchase more, this way we would never run-out. However, my experience in living with boys has led me to believe that they eat toilet paper for breakfast. It seems that no sooner would I buy a pack of toilet paper than we would be out of it. Unfortunately, my roommates did not have the foresight and priorities that I had, so days would go by without proper toilet paper representation. I would remind them, but no toilet paper ever greeted me when I walked in the door. Days turned into weeks, and I couldn't take it anymore. It scared me, what kind of people was I living with that didn't understand the need of toilet paper? No matter how badly I needed toilet paper though, I couldn't give-in and buy another roll out of turn. The boys would never learn that way, but something had to be done. So, when I could manage, I would buy a pack of toilet paper and place it in my closet, taking one roll out at a time and hiding it under my towels in the bathroom. My clever little plan worked for a while, the boys suffered from their own laziness, and I had my own happy stash of quilted toilet paper. The bliss was short lived though, eventually the boys wised up and realized I hadn't been complaining about the lack of toilet paper for a few weeks. As a result, they went on a household search and found my quilted toilet paper along with my collection of Wilson Phillips tapes.
Really, as much as I love using it, I hate buying toilet paper. In an ideal world, the government would issue toilet paper and toothpaste to the masses. It's part of a whole social services plan for good hygiene that would be covered by taxes. Depending on your tax bracket, you could get single ply, double-ply, or quilted. This way, you never have to be embarrassed when your grocery bag rips and toilet paper spills all over the sidewalk and you would never run out at inopportune times. I don't want better roads and safer schools; I want government issued toilet paper.
So until the day comes when the government freely distributes toilet paper, I will bring toilet paper to the masses. The next $10 gift exchange, I am going give something that my boss, my neighbor, and my grandma can use and appreciate. I'm going out and buying $10 worth of toilet paper. No more massive bars of chocolate, pink ear muffs, or tins of popcorn, give the gift that keeps on giving, a truly shitty gift, the gift of toilet paper.
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
kind and generous...


As most of you might know, last month on the day after Thanksgiving my snowboard was stolen while I was in eating lunch at Mt. Hood Meadows. In the weeks that followed, I asked my facebook friends to help me out by donating a dollar or any spare change to my "mean people suck" new snowboard fund. And well, what can I say... the kindness and generosity of my friends seriously left me speechless. In fact, I was able to greatly off-set the cost of a new setup and I even spent some money on a lock to make sure it wouldn't happen again.
Basically, my new board is the "bigger sister" to my former board, a Rome Blue 151. After extensive searching, I was able to find my old board style (147) on sale in someplace in Virginia, but the people at the shop were being tools about shipping it... so, instead I decided to upgrade in size and found the 151 version of my board from a seller on ebay. Brand new with free shipping, my new board was on it's way to me! The graphics are very similar, colors a little different, more bold and vibrant, and those few more inches make a difference in my turns and the float... but, I still get that same happy feeling when I look at my new board that I did with the prior one. However, this board warms my heart a little more than the other one since I know that so many of my friends pitched in to helped me get it.
So, when I take it for a spin in the mountains, in the deep powdery snow like I did last week on it's inaugural run... just know that even if many of you won't make it out to my home turf of Mt. Hood to board with me any time soon... every time I go snowboarding, you all are with me. And I thank you and vow to pay your kindness forward.
thank you thank you thank you!
Monday, December 21, 2009
a slow weekend at home
Shortest Day of the year: after this point… I can look forward to it not being dark when I ride my bike to ….. and from work. Speaking of which… Holy fucking headwind this morning batman! AND speaking of mornings, HELLO Monday!!! Apparently I forgot my spinach calazone in the fridge AND my SD card to upload the photos and video from Fences, that I shot at Mississippi Studios last night (Fences…. if you haven’t heard of them… and I’m thinking most of you haven’t, really you should.) AND, I also forgot to switch out the pedals on my bike. egad!
Weekend Recap:
FRIDAY NIGHT: I’m such a tool. I really wanted to go to my friend Steph and Bria’s open house and for some odd reason I thought it was Saturday night and I’d have to swing it between other events I had planned. No. Apparently it was tonight. And, while everyone was else was there enjoying the festive holiday spirit, Sam and Anna and I spent a relaxing evening on the sofa watching movies and eating experimental pad thai.
SATURDAY:
We had initially wanted to go snowboarding Saturday, but the weather turned warm which pretty much meant conditions would be shit and not worth the drive, so instead we slept in a little and woke up to thoughts ofGravy. In order to get to Gravy and not wait in line, we got there about 9am. I fucking love Gravy, not so much the dish… however, Gravy does have amazing gravy - i mean, if you’re gonna name your restaurant after an item on the menu, it better me good… and it is! - but the place. Most things are excellent, I love the challah bread french toast as it’s so tasty when you eat it then, and if you order the full order, it’s even just as tasty for leftovers. Also, the thing I love about Gravy is that with two people, it’s possible to order a little bit of everything tasty on the menu for a decent price. Can’t decide between eggs and french toast, order the eggs and get the french toast on the side… same with the gravy. Sam ordered a massively huge omelet with a side of french toast and I ordered a single biscuit with sausage gravy. Sam ate half of her omelet, half of my biscuit, while I ate the other half of my biscuit and half of the half order of french toast. In the end all, we both walked out with enough leftovers to feed us the following morning.
From there I still had some holiday shopping to do… so I went to Trendy Third street to gaze upon the holiday wares. I don’t really go shopping that much, and honestly, I don’t really ever buy much…. but I love looking.
At 2pm Fritts came over to my house and we donned our wet riding gear and set off to Tabor to do some hill repeats. On our way back home, we rode down to Mississippi Street to stop by the Sugar Cube. I love love love the Sugar Cube (i have a food crush) and this is the first time I’d been by since Kir opened in her new location at the Food Carts on Mississippi. I was happy that Kir recognized me and called me by name (we’re facebook friends afterall), sadly though, she was out of my favorite cupcake…Highway to Heaven, but… to alleviate our loss, she hooked us up with a delicious brownie with a chocolate ganache frosting drizzled with caramel and sea salt. DE-LI-I-CIOUS! I wanted to eat the wrapper. Sam went inside Proust, the german bar next door to the food cart and ordered some beers for us and we sat outside on the courtyard near our bikes eating brownies and drinking stouts. It was pretty much amazing.
Then, we rode home and cleaned up and Sam and I were out the door to the Wend Magazine Festivus Elefante Blanco Holiday Bash = Slamming Good Times. I was kinda nervous to go to the party since I didn’t really know too many people, but… what a great place to meet some really interesting folks! And let me tell you, the Wend people know how to throw a party! There was a big spread of food, wine, saki, and even a few kegs full of Nikasi IPA!!!! YUM!! In between a few pints of IPA, I met a pro adventure racer, a bike wheel builder, a pro kayaker, and even reconnected with my old friend from dragon boat racing, Nick. The best part about the party was the white elephant gift exchange. I had found this delightfully creepy ceramic good luck cat that you see at Chinese resturants and Sam found a massive western style belt buckle. It was great watching everyone open their random gifts: vodka, a hash pipe, Bibleology the board game, Sarah Palin’s new book, a snuggie, etc. My gift was an award for excellence in Risk Management from PSU in the shape of Oregon. It rocked.
By the time we left the party, it was much too late to make it to Steph and Bria’s (which was actually the day before)… so then Sam and I just jetted off to the Holocene to meet up with some friends and get some dancing under our belt.
SUNDAY:
I slept in. Sam came back from paddling practice and then we ate leftovers from Gravy the day before. Sam filled me in that I can join her for their sunday morning paddling practices at the pool and I can swim laps for free while they paddle. I love swimming and I can pretty much swim laps all day long, I never get tired of it. Sadly though, I don’t have easy access to a pool that has convenient open lap swim.
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Went to the gym around 3:30. Came back, packed for my trip home this week and putzed around the house till I left to go shoot Fences at Mississippi Studios. Christen had contacted me Saturday wanting to know if I could cover the show and get material for their EPK. I responded back with a yes before I realized my camera hasn’t been working the way it should. However, I had just bought some new batteries the night before so hopefully they’d last long enough to get some good material. And, praise the lord… it did. I love Mississippi Studios, the sound there is great and more often than not, the crowd is pretty respectful. As a result, some of my best video’s have come from there. Anyways, caught the show. Apparently the message for me to be on the Guest List wasn’t passed along, but I was able to sweet talk my way in to the sold out show. Fences had a great set and played with a few of the guys from Hey Marseilles. Afterwards, I stuck around to see a bit of the Cave Singers set, but I was getting tired and so it was off to bed for me.
Anyways, today is the shortest day of the year and I forgot my spinach calazone for lunch. FYI.