That's dj mehdi's wife uknow?

I'm mostly posting this picture as introduction, because I was strolling through fffound.com, looking for something impressive to find to add class to this blog and I came across this. It's either mehdi's wife, "fafi" ( some supermodel turned graffi artist within the ed banger circle) or some girl who is desperatly trying to be her. Either way it comes down to two things, first! this http://www.hypebeast.com/image/2008/10/koralie-fafi-brooklyn.jpg and http://takeoffyourcool.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/fafi_en_mexico_by_graffmx.jpg?w=300&h=400 looks really nice, and shorts like that is just cutting it way too close to the bum. The shoes make it worst.

Anyways the last week went by fast, we did marimba at the market and then the lovely city of parksville was throwing a movie bash and the movie Rio was playing, it was cute and I got to eat some really good taco pizza during it. Bad band news though, apparently the harddrive that held the many hours of us recording was dropped and everyone is in chaos. Good news though! The band has a bio on the harmony arts festival! sweet balls! http://harmonyarts.ca/ Take care girls!

She's Heard It On Cassette

Hi. Got back from Calgary on Sunday. Worked Monday. Worked Tuesday. Worked Wednesday. I think we are making fish for dinner though. And Kat's got this big shiny idea about making little goals/daily tasks for each other just to make life interesting. It could be cool to put them on here too, share that around a bit, like. But that would mean writing on here everyday- which I just can't guaranty, son. I've already been compared to a dead-beat Dad once in my life, thanks.
Would you like to hear what I am drinking? I will tell you: a refreshing blend of stolen mint leaves, half a lime, diced, and tonic water. I also added a tablespoon of sugar to help this medicine go down. It's basically a lazy man's mojito- I have no intention of standing up to walk the block to the liquor store.

found my future home, Just need to find out where it is

flyiiiiiiiingoverseaaaaaasssss

I think this is a pretty realistic design considering most things. It's completely realistic (except I'm wondering if the windows are real life or lacking?) Which I guess would work in a environment where... not alot happens weather wise. I'm talking about in a place where you can predict the rain and then work as predicted. I wonder how they close it all off though, like this?



A# being the flap that will flip down to protect the books from rain and snow? B# being me, enjoying the good life.

Anyways... I have to say, within this blog, there is a real lack of color. Mortimer you should be posting more pictures that contain something more then the shades. Lately, in my life, it's been random marimba. Some fighting with the parents, some arguing with cman and alot of eating of hummus. I soaked the beans myself and it made the smoothest homemade hummus of my life. Really nice. And seeing that the postal service is back up and running, I might be sending letters down yonder. (laura do you have an address??)

Begonia Skies

My friend's room-mate is a physicist. His co-op job is collecting data and making graphs that contribute in small ways to finding the cure for cancer. His friend is a long haired computer programmer in a band called Cheesifer who's job is making apps for fancy cell phones. My friend is assistant curator at the Maltwood collections and spends her days packaging and hanging expensive artwork.

Last night over hot dogs and couscous we discussed whether or not we would consider transplanting our big toes onto our thumbs if they were to be removed (would you??) and the physicist explained what it was like to be colour blind- I reciprocated by defining Dada, which the science kids thought was data. It's funny how we could get along so well. Half the people I know are passionate about biology and the environment, the other half are completely irrational artist types with flair for not getting it. And yet we can sit in a backyard at dusk with the view of a small mountain and talk easily.

Tonight I am going to mingle with others in the "hospitality" business. My boss is set on finding me a little summer romance- I seem to be the only person she has ever met who is single. She almost choked on her iced white wine when I told her. This is going to be awkward for everyone.

i think i'm making friends

At First, Thought It Was Infatuation

I have no clue what time I'm suppose to meeting up for this street dance gig tomorrow night. Tomorrow morning, cman kurosh is off on a airplane out east. Which is to say the least super depressing. Nothing else really, I feel funny and I have to start getting serious I guess? Start being impressive? I swear I have to settle for something. Good news though, the cabbage plants are starting to pop up.

Velvet Arms

Laura you sound happy. Don't worry about losing my friendship- I have this thing where I can't hate anyone.
I'm drinking milk thistle tea. Recommend it for liver detox and regulating yer bowel movements. Also apparently it makes your skin soft.
Someone is keeping bees outside the Empress Hotel