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August 29, 2008
fall water fall
rain is everywhere.
pouring itself all over everything.
depressing me on purpose.
cant golf, cant play frisbeer, cant wear cool sunglasses.
marty is here for the weekend, my lonely ray of sunshine.
sales people dance around me, jamming in last minute orders.
as if i can be creative on the friday afternoon before a long weekend.
'work' creative i mean.
i cant sell shit right now, but im here nonetheless.
dragging through the final hours.
demons just called me.
"where are you?" i asked
"im drinking" he said.
like a bird in the final glorious moments before he hits the window.
rain is everywhere.
pouring itself all over everything.
depressing me on purpose.
cant golf, cant play frisbeer, cant wear cool sunglasses.
marty is here for the weekend, my lonely ray of sunshine.
sales people dance around me, jamming in last minute orders.
as if i can be creative on the friday afternoon before a long weekend.
'work' creative i mean.
i cant sell shit right now, but im here nonetheless.
dragging through the final hours.
demons just called me.
"where are you?" i asked
"im drinking" he said.
like a bird in the final glorious moments before he hits the window.
posted by Colin # 3:34 PM 
August 25, 2008
chickadee china
damn.
just about got him.
the show "ed's up" is more a discrace to canada than steven paige's cocaine party ever will be.
nice hair in '94.
dead gerbil toupee wearing freak.
there, i said it.
cause stone cold says so.
damn.
just about got him.
the show "ed's up" is more a discrace to canada than steven paige's cocaine party ever will be.
nice hair in '94.
dead gerbil toupee wearing freak.
there, i said it.
cause stone cold says so.
posted by Colin # 10:34 PM
August 21, 2008
4th best weekend ever
dan and duke are driving up here tomorrow.
a red light is flashing on my keyboard.
battery is dying.
only the 2nd or 3rd time this has ever happened.
owned the comp since 0-6.
not bad, for a wireless keyboard, that hasn't moved since i bought it.
who needs a wireless keyboard anyway?
i do, apparently.
so, this post may die at any time.
i hope it happens during a great story, and ill look up, all sweaty, with sore fingers, spinning mind, goofy grin, big suck of spiced rum, and it cuts off after "Once upon a time..."
worded perfectly, and so on.
looks like im still here.
keyboard still flashing red, mouse behaving itself.
in the past, that mouse has flashed me the red light more times than the keyboard.
but tonight, we pals.
i say "hey mousey, we pals!!! that keyboard keeps flashing us gang signs...what should we do?!?!"
i wait for a reply but the mouse just chills, no flashy, batteries plenty.
am i still talking about this?
sorry.
name everyone in this picture, and i will personally hand you 5 dollars.
dan and duke are driving up here tomorrow.
a red light is flashing on my keyboard.
battery is dying.
only the 2nd or 3rd time this has ever happened.
owned the comp since 0-6.
not bad, for a wireless keyboard, that hasn't moved since i bought it.
who needs a wireless keyboard anyway?
i do, apparently.
so, this post may die at any time.
i hope it happens during a great story, and ill look up, all sweaty, with sore fingers, spinning mind, goofy grin, big suck of spiced rum, and it cuts off after "Once upon a time..."
worded perfectly, and so on.
looks like im still here.
keyboard still flashing red, mouse behaving itself.
in the past, that mouse has flashed me the red light more times than the keyboard.
but tonight, we pals.
i say "hey mousey, we pals!!! that keyboard keeps flashing us gang signs...what should we do?!?!"
i wait for a reply but the mouse just chills, no flashy, batteries plenty.
am i still talking about this?
sorry.
name everyone in this picture, and i will personally hand you 5 dollars.
August 17, 2008
old colin
my front yard was in better shape back then.
or so it looks in that photo anyway.
like, if my tee shot landed there, i'd have a decent approach coming up.
thanks to my 7-wood.
best gift my dad has ever given me except for all that "bein a great dad" crap.
that was an awesome time in my life.
emotional time also.
2 years ago ish.
rockin that A&W vest.
i bought and wore it for the matt good contest.
and for that photo sesh, where we got the cover shot.
i havent worn it since, it hangs like a trophy in my closet.
every time i see it i feel good, then i grab a plaid shirt and carry on with my morning.
its clear that ive been reading old stuff lately, like from june 2006.
i have a huge head.
theres tons of pictures of me in my house.
they are there, not to impress others, but to remind me.
well, im single right now, so maybe they are there to impress girls...
nah...
steve always types ...'s on msn.
what an asshole...
who needs more than 1 period at the end of a sentence?
stever...
he took that photo up there.
and hes helped my skull grow alot.
in many ways...
proof rules folks.
what else can i offer you tonight?
help yourself to a spiced rum and coke zero.
its clear that im way cooler now than in 2006...
would sound cooler if i said '86...
speaking of old posts... ... ...
sammy came back tonight.
i spotted him sucking the last drops out of the old beer cans pilled in my neighbors drive-way.
when he caught me watching him, like a stunned animal, he took off, but ill never forget what i seen.
...
my front yard was in better shape back then.
or so it looks in that photo anyway.
like, if my tee shot landed there, i'd have a decent approach coming up.
thanks to my 7-wood.
best gift my dad has ever given me except for all that "bein a great dad" crap.
that was an awesome time in my life.
emotional time also.
2 years ago ish.
rockin that A&W vest.
i bought and wore it for the matt good contest.
and for that photo sesh, where we got the cover shot.
i havent worn it since, it hangs like a trophy in my closet.
every time i see it i feel good, then i grab a plaid shirt and carry on with my morning.
its clear that ive been reading old stuff lately, like from june 2006.
i have a huge head.
theres tons of pictures of me in my house.
they are there, not to impress others, but to remind me.
well, im single right now, so maybe they are there to impress girls...
nah...
steve always types ...'s on msn.
what an asshole...
who needs more than 1 period at the end of a sentence?
stever...
he took that photo up there.
and hes helped my skull grow alot.
in many ways...
proof rules folks.
what else can i offer you tonight?
help yourself to a spiced rum and coke zero.
its clear that im way cooler now than in 2006...
would sound cooler if i said '86...
speaking of old posts... ... ...
sammy came back tonight.
i spotted him sucking the last drops out of the old beer cans pilled in my neighbors drive-way.
when he caught me watching him, like a stunned animal, he took off, but ill never forget what i seen.
...
posted by Colin # 10:27 PM
August 15, 2008
working in an office on a friday afternoon
i feel a weird sort of inspiration right now.
probably because we got lit last night here at the office.
i won 80 bucks playing poker against the boys.
today is friday, and although people are here, nothing is getting done.
i pulled the ghetto blaster out this morning and have been playing big band music for most of the day in the creative department.
brb, im gonna go have a beer on the back porch with docc and leah.
nice, back porches at offices are the bomb.
this morning i purchased 2 storm trooper costumes on ebay.
had to spend my poker winnings on something quality.
docc and i are going to wear them to the huge country concert in october.
im not supposed to tell anyone who is coming, cause they haven't announced it yet.
but its one of the biggest, drunkest country stars in the world.
already seen big and rich, and willie nelson, so its not them.
we've been giggling all day about peoples reactions.
"what the fuck!?"
"why are they wearing storm trooper costumes!?"
"how did those dicks get such great seats!?"
"WTF man?!"
i cant wait to do the over-the-head hand clap, in the front row, of a sold out stadium show, as a storm trooper.
check that off the bucket list.
i've been growing a sick goatee for about 2 weeks.
and by sick, i mean gross, disgusting, and wrong.
gonna shave it into a sweet stache tonight for the party.
and people wonder how i have so much fun living in PG.
well, its about time to sneak out of here and pick up a steak and a bottle.
stay cool cincinnati.
i feel a weird sort of inspiration right now.
probably because we got lit last night here at the office.
i won 80 bucks playing poker against the boys.
today is friday, and although people are here, nothing is getting done.
i pulled the ghetto blaster out this morning and have been playing big band music for most of the day in the creative department.
brb, im gonna go have a beer on the back porch with docc and leah.
nice, back porches at offices are the bomb.
this morning i purchased 2 storm trooper costumes on ebay.
had to spend my poker winnings on something quality.
docc and i are going to wear them to the huge country concert in october.
im not supposed to tell anyone who is coming, cause they haven't announced it yet.
but its one of the biggest, drunkest country stars in the world.
already seen big and rich, and willie nelson, so its not them.
we've been giggling all day about peoples reactions.
"what the fuck!?"
"why are they wearing storm trooper costumes!?"
"how did those dicks get such great seats!?"
"WTF man?!"
i cant wait to do the over-the-head hand clap, in the front row, of a sold out stadium show, as a storm trooper.
check that off the bucket list.
i've been growing a sick goatee for about 2 weeks.
and by sick, i mean gross, disgusting, and wrong.
gonna shave it into a sweet stache tonight for the party.
and people wonder how i have so much fun living in PG.
well, its about time to sneak out of here and pick up a steak and a bottle.
stay cool cincinnati.
posted by Colin # 2:40 PM
August 07, 2008
"no, sorry man"
steve never came to artswells.
max showed up 10 minutes before i went on stage.
i had a sweet solo setlist written out.
with some songs that i haven't played live in years.
i knew that 98% of the people watching would have no clue who i was.
unless they were at the jam the night before.
in that case...well, im not quite sure what they saw.
but max showed up right before i went on stage.
well, the rain showed up first, and they moved the outdoor stage indoors.
i was the first victim, 2pm slot.
so when max rolled in at 1:50, i first asked if steve was with him, no.
"oh well, lets make this as rad as we can"
i burned the solo setlist, and quickly scribbled down some hits on a page.
we played pretty well, i always enjoy playing.
that was 30 minutes of my artswells experience.
it lacks in comparison to the rest of my trip.
the other 40 or so hours were better.
josh from the arbitrarys said to me "i hear that the worst thing about playing at festivals, is the actual playing"
agree.
such a good time.
i rolled into wells bc at about 7pm on friday.
takes about 5 minutes to do a lap of the whole town.
still, i never spotted the "rowdy" campsite.
they also had a "quiet" campsite.
i found that one, and sped past.
saw former prince george music legend raghu lokanathan.
he gave me directions, and ended up introducing our set the next day.
so i pulled into the campsite, got a spot, and set up the tent.
also cracked a heineken.
i remember feeling weird, setting up a campsite by myself.
but that went away quickly, when i realized that i was surrounded by an army of hippys, trippys, and flippys.
by that i mean mostly artists.
when i was all set up, i built a fire, but didnt light it, just pulled a tarp over it. why? cause later it'll be real easy, when im all lemon squeezy, to get the fire all breezy.
then i walked up to the main hall stage.
to ensure that i would be completely freaked out upon arrival, i brought a joint and a beer for the walk. a walk that i realized was only about 6 minutes, but oh well. into this big yellow building i go. and see some awesome music. and meet some awesome people. and find some of the few people i actually knew out there. it was a really cool experience, and pretty much what i was expecting. but at about 1am, i'd had enough for the night and headed back down the dark road to the campsite. i felt a whole lot of great during that walk, just being there, and seeing it. i remember planning to find the campsite, light my ready-made fire, and have a real good sit with the ole guitar. boy, was i unprepared for what happened next.
the first guy who came walking up was named derek, but i later called him kevin, or vice-versa. he had a guitar also.
"wanna jam?"
"heck yes"
within 20 minutes we had 3 or 4 guitars, a mandolin, a stand-up bass, and a chorus of background singers. all around my pre-made fire. unfortunately, some of the memory is slightly dim, as this jam went deep into the night. but i remember all that i need to. the good stuff.
the next day was saturday. woke up feeling real good, thanks mr. air mattress. strolled into the "performers and volunteers only" kitchen, flashed my badge, and enjoyed a nice breakfast. later i learned that the performer kitchen was only serving vegetarian food. i actually never noticed after several meals. sneaky. guess i never realized that pancakes, caesar salad, soup, and cooked vegetables have no meat. weird.
this festival had music going all day, and all night, in multiple places at once. it was a village populated by artists, musicians, and a few fans.
when i woke up sunday morning, i was sad to leave. but i had another engagement that day: sheridan lake. camped with friends, wake-boarded, swam, drank, bbq'd, and so on. also good times, but my mind was still back at artswells. on the drive home, i had my CD player turned off.
ok im tired now, sorry bout all those words, it was a busy weekend.
steve never came to artswells.
max showed up 10 minutes before i went on stage.
i had a sweet solo setlist written out.
with some songs that i haven't played live in years.
i knew that 98% of the people watching would have no clue who i was.
unless they were at the jam the night before.
in that case...well, im not quite sure what they saw.
but max showed up right before i went on stage.
well, the rain showed up first, and they moved the outdoor stage indoors.
i was the first victim, 2pm slot.
so when max rolled in at 1:50, i first asked if steve was with him, no.
"oh well, lets make this as rad as we can"
i burned the solo setlist, and quickly scribbled down some hits on a page.
we played pretty well, i always enjoy playing.
that was 30 minutes of my artswells experience.
it lacks in comparison to the rest of my trip.
the other 40 or so hours were better.
josh from the arbitrarys said to me "i hear that the worst thing about playing at festivals, is the actual playing"
agree.
such a good time.
i rolled into wells bc at about 7pm on friday.
takes about 5 minutes to do a lap of the whole town.
still, i never spotted the "rowdy" campsite.
they also had a "quiet" campsite.
i found that one, and sped past.
saw former prince george music legend raghu lokanathan.
he gave me directions, and ended up introducing our set the next day.
so i pulled into the campsite, got a spot, and set up the tent.
also cracked a heineken.
i remember feeling weird, setting up a campsite by myself.
but that went away quickly, when i realized that i was surrounded by an army of hippys, trippys, and flippys.
by that i mean mostly artists.
when i was all set up, i built a fire, but didnt light it, just pulled a tarp over it. why? cause later it'll be real easy, when im all lemon squeezy, to get the fire all breezy.
then i walked up to the main hall stage.
to ensure that i would be completely freaked out upon arrival, i brought a joint and a beer for the walk. a walk that i realized was only about 6 minutes, but oh well. into this big yellow building i go. and see some awesome music. and meet some awesome people. and find some of the few people i actually knew out there. it was a really cool experience, and pretty much what i was expecting. but at about 1am, i'd had enough for the night and headed back down the dark road to the campsite. i felt a whole lot of great during that walk, just being there, and seeing it. i remember planning to find the campsite, light my ready-made fire, and have a real good sit with the ole guitar. boy, was i unprepared for what happened next.
the first guy who came walking up was named derek, but i later called him kevin, or vice-versa. he had a guitar also.
"wanna jam?"
"heck yes"
within 20 minutes we had 3 or 4 guitars, a mandolin, a stand-up bass, and a chorus of background singers. all around my pre-made fire. unfortunately, some of the memory is slightly dim, as this jam went deep into the night. but i remember all that i need to. the good stuff.
the next day was saturday. woke up feeling real good, thanks mr. air mattress. strolled into the "performers and volunteers only" kitchen, flashed my badge, and enjoyed a nice breakfast. later i learned that the performer kitchen was only serving vegetarian food. i actually never noticed after several meals. sneaky. guess i never realized that pancakes, caesar salad, soup, and cooked vegetables have no meat. weird.
this festival had music going all day, and all night, in multiple places at once. it was a village populated by artists, musicians, and a few fans.
when i woke up sunday morning, i was sad to leave. but i had another engagement that day: sheridan lake. camped with friends, wake-boarded, swam, drank, bbq'd, and so on. also good times, but my mind was still back at artswells. on the drive home, i had my CD player turned off.
ok im tired now, sorry bout all those words, it was a busy weekend.
posted by Colin # 11:36 PM
August 05, 2008
artswells and such
i went to this festival all by myself.
drove to a place i had never been.
set up camp.
and began to explore.
headed for the music, of course.
k sorry, ive been back for a day, and im still too tired to write about it.
it was amazing, lets meet up later.
i went to this festival all by myself.
drove to a place i had never been.
set up camp.
and began to explore.
headed for the music, of course.
k sorry, ive been back for a day, and im still too tired to write about it.
it was amazing, lets meet up later.
posted by Colin # 11:59 PM
July 22, 2008
wades wedding
when i went to sign the guest book, under my picture, like everyone else was supposed to, a rebel named kieth peterson had signed in my space.
so, naturally, i was a fireball of rage.
but i managed to draw a line and write a small quote in the corner.
i think it was something like: "the 2 of you prove how great and wonderful love can be" signed by # 11, mark messier.
wade's wedding finally happened.
it had been in the works for the better part of 10 years.
yesterday, it occurred.
and i was the MC.
it was beautiful from the get-go.
beautiful day, beautiful place, beautiful bride.
a marriage that everyone agreed to.
and a blast, from start to finish.
i get to keep it forever.
a wedding is such an emotional powerhouse.
i got steamy at least 3 times yesterday.
the slide show sent me overboard.
weddings are rad cause you get to dance with your mom.
and instead of horrifying everyone around you, it looks awesome, and cute, and it feels great, and everyone else loves it cause they are all feeling so good.
and luckily for me, my mom is a babe, and one heck of a dancer.
when i got my free ticket to pemberton, i was so fuckin stoked.
but when i got the wedding invitation, it suddenly didnt matter.
the perfect couple was finally tieing the ole knot.
and i really mean that, and also sorry for referring to "marie and wade's wedding" as "wade's wedding"
just hard to change trevor's blueprints.
but giving away my pemberton ticket so i could MC wade's wedding was a no-brainer.
a decision that most would call brainless.
but if you were there, you'd know.
i wouldn't trade this weekend for anything.
even a private tom petty performance.
and i really, truly, mean that.
friends, so fun to have.
when i went to sign the guest book, under my picture, like everyone else was supposed to, a rebel named kieth peterson had signed in my space.
so, naturally, i was a fireball of rage.
but i managed to draw a line and write a small quote in the corner.
i think it was something like: "the 2 of you prove how great and wonderful love can be" signed by # 11, mark messier.
wade's wedding finally happened.
it had been in the works for the better part of 10 years.
yesterday, it occurred.
and i was the MC.
it was beautiful from the get-go.
beautiful day, beautiful place, beautiful bride.
a marriage that everyone agreed to.
and a blast, from start to finish.
i get to keep it forever.
a wedding is such an emotional powerhouse.
i got steamy at least 3 times yesterday.
the slide show sent me overboard.
weddings are rad cause you get to dance with your mom.
and instead of horrifying everyone around you, it looks awesome, and cute, and it feels great, and everyone else loves it cause they are all feeling so good.
and luckily for me, my mom is a babe, and one heck of a dancer.
when i got my free ticket to pemberton, i was so fuckin stoked.
but when i got the wedding invitation, it suddenly didnt matter.
the perfect couple was finally tieing the ole knot.
and i really mean that, and also sorry for referring to "marie and wade's wedding" as "wade's wedding"
just hard to change trevor's blueprints.
but giving away my pemberton ticket so i could MC wade's wedding was a no-brainer.
a decision that most would call brainless.
but if you were there, you'd know.
i wouldn't trade this weekend for anything.
even a private tom petty performance.
and i really, truly, mean that.
friends, so fun to have.
posted by Colin # 11:12 PM
July 20, 2008
a million miles
the first thing i did when i got home, was fill the house with miles davis.
my latest craze.
mental note: must buy a better smoking jacket.
when your ball goes out of bounds, ill say "that one looks gonzo..."
i went out to the corolla, to grab a coors light from the back seat. left there from saturday golf. when i popped the trunk, i noticed this girl sitting at the end of my driveway. bet i was more scared than her, as a half cut, sort of dancing idiot, wearing only 1 shoe. but she also looked a bit freaked out. like i said, i was already half cut, and only wearing 1 shoe, but i hopped over and said "you ok?" she said "ya, but i cant find my phone" i said "well, im just grabbin this beer from my car, you can hang out here all you want" and then i did just that, and went back inside. but right away i realized that i could definitely have helped further, like let her use my phone if need be, and so on. so i put on shoe #2 and walked back out to the curb, but she was already a block away, and marching at a quick pace.
i loved her for like 1 second.
the first thing i did when i got home, was fill the house with miles davis.
my latest craze.
mental note: must buy a better smoking jacket.
when your ball goes out of bounds, ill say "that one looks gonzo..."
i went out to the corolla, to grab a coors light from the back seat. left there from saturday golf. when i popped the trunk, i noticed this girl sitting at the end of my driveway. bet i was more scared than her, as a half cut, sort of dancing idiot, wearing only 1 shoe. but she also looked a bit freaked out. like i said, i was already half cut, and only wearing 1 shoe, but i hopped over and said "you ok?" she said "ya, but i cant find my phone" i said "well, im just grabbin this beer from my car, you can hang out here all you want" and then i did just that, and went back inside. but right away i realized that i could definitely have helped further, like let her use my phone if need be, and so on. so i put on shoe #2 and walked back out to the curb, but she was already a block away, and marching at a quick pace.
i loved her for like 1 second.
July 08, 2008
artswells
what are you doing on the august long weekend?
aug 1-4 is the annual artswells festival, in beautiful Wells BC.
since PG folkfest has died, this is now my summer music festival extravaganza!
just imagine...an unforgettable weekend of music, camping, and cheap rye with your favorite pal and his small band of rebels.
we take the stage at 2pm on the saturday.
friends, come party.
what else are ya gonna do?
its not that far of a drive, i do it all the time, you just need good CD's, a friend or 2 to split the gas, and maybe some herbal accompaniment.
or stay home, jerks.
what are you doing on the august long weekend?
aug 1-4 is the annual artswells festival, in beautiful Wells BC.
since PG folkfest has died, this is now my summer music festival extravaganza!
just imagine...an unforgettable weekend of music, camping, and cheap rye with your favorite pal and his small band of rebels.
we take the stage at 2pm on the saturday.
friends, come party.
what else are ya gonna do?
its not that far of a drive, i do it all the time, you just need good CD's, a friend or 2 to split the gas, and maybe some herbal accompaniment.
or stay home, jerks.
posted by Colin # 3:56 PM
July 05, 2008
dave is a really good sax player
i didnt expect to wait in line.
when me and docc got out of the cab, i assumed immediate entrance.
no dice.
wish demons was online right now.
he would set me straight.
or into a shit-spiral.
either way.
so, i do my best to not wait in line in PG.
but tonight we got caught in a bar line.
ya know tholse.
colin loves lines, specially bar lines.
so, knowing me, you know that there's no way i would get brutally agitated and mouth off the door guard.
no way.
cept when i said "buddy, we all wish your girlfriend wouldn't have moved to edmonton, but now you're alone, guarding the door to an un-filled bar, guarding an un-fulfilled life, so let us the fuck in please!"
dont think he heard it.
and it sounded better if you were there.
see, im arachnophobia over lines.
id rather eat a spider than stand in a line.
while in that stupid line, this guy looked at me and did a friend-nod, so i did the "ok i guess i know you" nod back. later, once inside, the same guy snagged a seat next to me and said "man, i love jimmy the hat!"
dont know what i said, but i guarantee it felt pretty good.
bout an hour later, a diff guy said "man, i love that song about the farmer"
so a double ego spin for me tonight.
aside from running home from the bar.
funner than walking.
okbye.
whenever i look at appletons, i think about how great ron is.
and how lucky i am,
that he made mike.
You've reached Party Central...Marty here...how can i make your day?
i didnt expect to wait in line.
when me and docc got out of the cab, i assumed immediate entrance.
no dice.
wish demons was online right now.
he would set me straight.
or into a shit-spiral.
either way.
so, i do my best to not wait in line in PG.
but tonight we got caught in a bar line.
ya know tholse.
colin loves lines, specially bar lines.
so, knowing me, you know that there's no way i would get brutally agitated and mouth off the door guard.
no way.
cept when i said "buddy, we all wish your girlfriend wouldn't have moved to edmonton, but now you're alone, guarding the door to an un-filled bar, guarding an un-fulfilled life, so let us the fuck in please!"
dont think he heard it.
and it sounded better if you were there.
see, im arachnophobia over lines.
id rather eat a spider than stand in a line.
while in that stupid line, this guy looked at me and did a friend-nod, so i did the "ok i guess i know you" nod back. later, once inside, the same guy snagged a seat next to me and said "man, i love jimmy the hat!"
dont know what i said, but i guarantee it felt pretty good.
bout an hour later, a diff guy said "man, i love that song about the farmer"
so a double ego spin for me tonight.
aside from running home from the bar.
funner than walking.
okbye.
whenever i look at appletons, i think about how great ron is.
and how lucky i am,
that he made mike.
You've reached Party Central...Marty here...how can i make your day?
posted by Colin # 3:03 AM
June 18, 2008
June 16, 2008
beep beep
heyhowyalldeen?
i camp and i golf and i work.
and i make this music record.
new site coming.
sorry in advance, cause its probably gonna be a bit different.
i have a wicked career, i love my job, and i get to be creative every day instead of serving bank customers. but i sometimes worry (and im sure my mom does too) that this site, although amazing, and joyous and torches and pitchforks 28/07/06, and everything else, may not be the best resume to put forward when trying to find high paying quality employment that includes free golf twice a week.
when you google 'colin pearson' it takes you here, so.
not that it wont still be a great place to stock your former lover, but you may have to rely on facebook to see the real gross shit.
like this weekend.
never shot a gun before.
never stolen a bucket of range balls before.
well...we stole a trunk full in 1999, but that was the 90's.
it was yet another rad camping trip, so i had to leave work early today and golf and stretch out the ole mind and body.
played like crap, thats me.
we bought ranch hand shirts and called each other names like "hayseed."
happy fathers day dad.
heyhowyalldeen?
i camp and i golf and i work.
and i make this music record.
new site coming.
sorry in advance, cause its probably gonna be a bit different.
i have a wicked career, i love my job, and i get to be creative every day instead of serving bank customers. but i sometimes worry (and im sure my mom does too) that this site, although amazing, and joyous and torches and pitchforks 28/07/06, and everything else, may not be the best resume to put forward when trying to find high paying quality employment that includes free golf twice a week.
when you google 'colin pearson' it takes you here, so.
not that it wont still be a great place to stock your former lover, but you may have to rely on facebook to see the real gross shit.
like this weekend.
never shot a gun before.
never stolen a bucket of range balls before.
well...we stole a trunk full in 1999, but that was the 90's.
it was yet another rad camping trip, so i had to leave work early today and golf and stretch out the ole mind and body.
played like crap, thats me.
we bought ranch hand shirts and called each other names like "hayseed."
happy fathers day dad.
posted by Colin # 10:40 PM
June 06, 2008
everything
tons of stuff is changing.
but im full frontal funny right now.
the album is tight.
lots of work still to do, but its coming together real nice.
we mixed it down on tuesday and wednesday, to a version called "mix #1"
im gonna hang out with it tonight, have some drinks, and listen to its feelings.
that was fuckin rad.
the morning after another awesome mackenzie show.
we re-created the shot from last year.
look how high demons can fly.
i started a new file in my writing folder, called 'wades wedding.'
its already got some sweet sparks.
ignited by wade of course.
golf, golf, golf also.
tons of stuff is changing.
but im full frontal funny right now.
the album is tight.
lots of work still to do, but its coming together real nice.
we mixed it down on tuesday and wednesday, to a version called "mix #1"
im gonna hang out with it tonight, have some drinks, and listen to its feelings.
that was fuckin rad.
the morning after another awesome mackenzie show.
we re-created the shot from last year.
look how high demons can fly.
i started a new file in my writing folder, called 'wades wedding.'
its already got some sweet sparks.
ignited by wade of course.
golf, golf, golf also.
posted by Colin # 9:42 PM
May 29, 2008
camping sucks
im hella excited about this weekend.
leave for mackenzie at about 4 tomorrow.
set up camp at wiliston lake, light fire, test lake, drink til morning, get up, make breakfast on the fire, play 18 at mackenzie golf and country club, play vicious concert at club18, head back to camp, light fire, continue.
im extra excited because i love camping and i love golf and i love playing shows in mackenzie.
and i even love you steve demons.
you really told your dad to 'fuck off' that day.
yikes.
im hella excited about this weekend.
leave for mackenzie at about 4 tomorrow.
set up camp at wiliston lake, light fire, test lake, drink til morning, get up, make breakfast on the fire, play 18 at mackenzie golf and country club, play vicious concert at club18, head back to camp, light fire, continue.
im extra excited because i love camping and i love golf and i love playing shows in mackenzie.
and i even love you steve demons.
you really told your dad to 'fuck off' that day.
yikes.
posted by Colin # 10:53 PM
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