snow days, snow days, gotta bundle up for reals and it takes ten minutes to do so. it's madness outside, snow drifts, can't see where the sidewalk and the street begin or end, it's all whiteness. whiteout, wiped.
cold fun.

hooray for tattoos! and hooray for the skin peeling off my new zombie kneecap adding to its overall 'zombie-ness!' i love it. week and a half ago i never woulda thought of ever having my knee inked but now i'm stuck with a green, black and snot-yellow one for the rest of my life. and a friend to add to the Jeff done thigh twin skulls i see every time i take a shit. marvelous

Went for hike through Washington Park and Hoyt Arboretum. Snow still everywhere, icy trails, cold and beautiful.

and shirt

new pad, now with 100% more clutter.


the building from street corner

the new pad, pre-furnished and pre-cluttered,



views from the deck upstairs. hours: 7a-10p



fantastic. love. contentment.


location is amazing, 2 blocks from PGE Park, 2 streets over from Burnside, NW 21st and 23rd are 10 mins away from doorsteps, Powells is 10 minutes, MAX lines straddle both sides of my building and block with the stop 1 block away. hell, the walk from my house to the east side of the burnside bridge is only 30 minutes. lucky lucky devil.

here's video of my sweetassoldschool elevator in action and my studio.

:today was so far:
rooftop scenery,
powell's,
library,
goodwill and other stores,
happy hour snacks (green papaya?)
home and small amount of cleaning,
foot and board exploring of NW 23rd, 21st,
Blue Moon and wi-fi,

:today afterwards?

more dwntwn pdx





thai ice tea, orange and delicious.


flugtag portland, many millions of peoples

.:.Yesterday in Portland:.:
buildings,


old school video games,

and a fantastical maple bacon bar from Voodoo


lush.

plush.

...shushhh.......

"{all the best work anything that you will like years later has nothing of you in it.}" -ross menuez, salvor

remember, every time you look back at what traces of life you've left that you inevitably hate your old self. what a jerk-ass i was.

amazing article on new food substance. fancy sustenance.

oh and goddammit one more while thinking of food.
meat cupcakes

another goddamn long ass night at work. feet tired, back sore, fingernails soft, head still feels like wrapped in hairnet.

feasting on sangria, steak salad, beans, and squash(?). just sat down for the first time and it's already 12:40. no wonder i'm up til 4-ish nights.
fuckin three nights a week of work....what the fuck am i doing? definitely scraping the barrel as far as the fundage.

it's Improve Your Life Day and i've been kickin ass on all fronts. note,

vacuumed the hell outta this place
cleaned shit off my floor, re-arranged, organized
spilled some new colors on the walls
backed-up various datas, organized, re-named files
painted, nearly finishing (for now)

am intrigued by Jaguar Love (note the capitalization!) and thanks to SongBird am digging the song "bats over the pacific ocean." vocals by one of the blood bros. should check on that see who that is and if he's the only one from that band also there's p[eople from pretty girls make graves note the no capitalization.
i now need to hear headwoundcity with blood brothers, yeahyeahyeahs, and locust. also, some girls is good. check all those.

NOFX vs. my face. and the rest of my body.

got to the crystal ballroom with rachel, nick and michelle. i had box office tix so i was good, but they were hunting scalpers. some guys were selling 1 tix for 80-100 bucks so they were like fuck that. michelle gave up her tix she scalped and rachel, nick and i went in. bought blue tour shirt. heard NUFAN play, recogized 3 or so songs. they played justified black eye. didn't get close to the stage really. el hefe joined them for a song with trumpet. nofx played from 11ish. really were just what i expected. melvin played shirtless with green(?) dreads, hefe and fat mike in shorts and t's, smelly in wife-beater. fat mike's t was beat up cramps shirt. played Welcome to Jamrock as they took the stage. i was holding both my sweater and jacket with shit stuffed in all pockets up towards the front on the non-drinking side. they had the place split down the middle all the way to the stage. crap. i didn't bother getting a drink there. i shouted along with as long as my lungs would hold out; which was not very long. there might have been 1 song i didn't know of there's, but they played Radio, Eat the Meek, Stickin in my Eye, See Her Pee, Dinosaurs Will Die, Pharmacist's Daughter, I'm Telling Tim, Soul Doubt, Bob, Seeing Double at The Triple Rock, Leaving Jesus Land, Instant Classic, half sorta of the New Happy Birthday Song, What Now My Love the herb alpert song with hefe on trombone, Murder The Gov't, Fuck The Kids, and The Decline which felt like it was over in 5 mins not 18.
the banter was there like i'd heard before. mike and hefe mostly. mike said shit about being on pills, hefe was getting drunk (both he and mike's drinks i saw, dunno about other 2) cracks about don't go to a nofx show if you belive in god and people who belive in satan are only that much better than christians, at least they have fun xtians just have the turn the other cheek thing.
sweated my ass off in my white t, soaked like i would be in the fuckin pit. feet sore and bashed. shoes were scuffed, pushed from the mid left front to far left. hefe played my side of the stage with fat mike in the middle in front of smelly and melvin on far right.