Thursday, November 27, 2008


As much as i hate my job..
It's all i've got.

Thursday, November 20, 2008

the little things...

Tell me something. What are you doing to make a difference? Are you helping those in need? Are you out planting a tree? Are you standing for something? Ok, maybe you don’t have that kind of time. That’s cool. What about something small? You know like flashing a smile at somebody. And not because you want to talk to them. Sometimes the smallest things in life can make a big difference. Try it. Or if human interaction is too much for you, do what this person did. This shit made my day. Almost made almost getting hit just a few moments before not that big of a deal. I ended up having a better night and I was sure to pass it on to everyone that I interacted with that night. :)

Monday, November 17, 2008

Ride with me.

So for the past 11 months I’ve been on my bike. I didn’t decide to start riding for health reasons or environmental issues or anything like that. I fucked up, wrecked my ride and I’m pretty much stuck. Financial institutions can kiss my ass. Anyway, you can probably catch me pedaling along the main street(state/hollister) that goes through my town any given night (or day) of the week usually in between the hours of 4p.m. and 6a.m.

The sun and I chase eachother...

Gotta stop for fuel.

Usually I move a bit faster but I was tired.

And sometimes the bike needs a lil' bit of fuel too. Who am I to tell it no?

Saturday, November 15, 2008


Including ourselves, is dependent upon something else. Nothing is able to maintain its' own permanent self-existence.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

something to sit on...

Read. Interpret. Discus.

"No one's on earth alone..
Yet everyone's on their own.

Someday one day maybe
Somehow, not now.
And you will find what you lose when you have peace of mind.
Most start out with great ambition...
Years gone by..
Lose your time, lose your mind.
Drink that wine, drink that wine.."

Sunday, November 09, 2008

Some blonde chick.

Who is this chick? This is Megan. How do I know her? Well, I could bore you with some long ass story about how we met in a dark place that reeked of chemicals… I could go on to tell you about how we used to kick it up on the Riviera late at night working on photos or smoking and enjoying the view of the ocean from the parking lot. Or I could tell you about the many nights spent with her and her awesome roommate that sometimes ended with me being a bit drunk and rolling around on the floor. But I won’t bore you with any of the fond memories that I have. That’s not why you come here. You come to look at pictures. So here ya go. And if ya want to see more, go check out her website. Do you dig it? Yeh, you do.

And this is Carl. Carl is rarely, if ever clean. This was a moment worth documenting. 

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

things could be..

Marvelous. A relatively happy sounding song, especially the techno dance mix that’s reminiscent of my high school days. Well, it’s happy sounding until you hear the lyrics… Then you realize that it’s kind of fucked up. Kind of like my life. Maybe it’s appropriate that this song is running around in my head even though I haven’t heard it since I was in high school.

“Oh you hope to fit, but you're fit to drop / So open up the window and jump into the blue / Things could be marvelous, things could be fabulous /
Oh do you need a push, I'll push you off / Open up the window and jump into the blue / Things could be marvelous soon / Oh you hate to hit till you hit the top / Open up the window and jump into the blue / Things could be marvelous, things could be fabulous soon / Oh well these are the days and this is the life / There'll always be something on your mind / You'll never quite find / Won't you ever make your mind up / Now you'll never be sure if this is the time / If this is the moment, the end of the line / You'll never decide / You used to know but now you've forgotten / The submarine got stuck to the bottom / These are the days so wake up ‘cause this is the time / And you know I'm right”

I’m perplexed. I feel as if I’m being taunted by some unknown past defeat. Somehow i still haven't figured out how to pick myself up. But I don't know what defeated me or how I was defeated... I'm aware of it but just barely. It lurks at the edges of my subconscious. It’s holding me back. And until I figure out what it was/is, and how to defeat it, I’ll stay (t)here.

This is the moment. This is the time. I need to figure this out. I’m tired of being stuck to the bottom. It’s time for a new chapter. If I can turn the page then maybe… Things just might be marvelous.