Inspired: Architecture

 

This just kills me. I watch talks like this and i start to shake all over. This is what its all about.

I could go on for hours about using your talents and skills for a good cause and helping the world and collaborating and doing something worth talking about and saying “eff you” to the “can’t do” people and living drastically and thinking about the needs of others  and not caring if you end up dirt poor as long as you can say that you gave it a go and being passionate about something other than your xbox and macpro and i think i’m going to have a heart attack because all i hear is the call of “do something do something do something do something do something do something do something do something do something do something.”

Listening to Bon Iver. god bless him.

100 Goals Before Death. aka “bucket list”

Synopsis: I don’t expect to complete this list. Some items on this list are probably impossible to accomplish; much less so when taking into account every other item on the list. I feel this tabulation of goals can best be looked upon as a rough framework in which to aim the trajectory of my life pursuit. It isn’t so much the acheiving of the goals that is important for myself: it is the striving towards the goals that matters. Similar to the old addage of: “its not the destination that is important, it is the journey that counts.” 

-Whether that is true or not is up for debate, but i have styled this list off of that life philosophy. Your list may look much different than mine, in fact i would very much hope it does look a good deal different! I think the idea of creating a bucket list is a good step towards realizing ones goals and what is valued in a persons life. It is a fun exercise to embark upon and there is quite the feeling of accomplishment once it is finished. I would encourage you to write your own bucket list, and share it with me and others once its done. Dont’ be influenced by the lists of others; although that may be an easy thing to fall victim to. Your list should reflect your individual goals and priorities in life. If you did not know me and read this list you probably would be able to describe a good deal of information about my priorities, personalities and characteristics. That is what makes a bucket list good, i feel.  
-The creation of to-do lists does something to the human brain for whatever reason that causes it to almost unconciously focus attention towards the written tasks. People the world over have to-do lists on a daily, weekly, monthly and yearly basis. I would be suprised to find a highly successful person who does not have a list of goals that he modifies and revises on a daily basis. It makes sense then that the creation of a list of things to do over the course of ones life will help give direction and focus in a general sense to them as a person.  

Info: Everything on this list i have not done, at the time of this writing. Items that would have been on this list but i have already accomplished will be included in a secondary list of retroactive bucket items.

 

1. Travel to every continent on this planet. Antartica in unnecessary but if the oppurtunity comes-take it.

2. Shake hands with the president/premier of a county. any country. Make sure its a firm handshake on my part. look into his eyes like I could be doing a better job of running his country than he is. 

3. get beaten senseless for defending someone. extra points if its a girl. 5x multiplier on points if I love her.

4. Learn to dance good. All sorts of styles. 4b. learn to dance good with a girl. I’m talking Salsa or swing, something with class.

5. collapse from sheer exhaustion at someones doorstep. 

6. get a book published. 6b: get another book published. Design the covers.

7. Attend a Daft Punk concert. time will enter slow motion when “one more time” is played. 

8. throw a TV through a window. Must be higher than 4 stories.

9. Emerge and sprint away from a car or building seconds before it violently explodes. When explosion happens, must dive. Still must be dangerously close to the explosion. let out a “wooooo!” once the debris begins to fall from the sky. Walk away. Walk away.

10. Live in New York for over 6 months. refer to the city as if it were a person. When asked about anything relating to the music scene or locale; say that it’s “soooo over”. Then take drag of cigarette and look knowingly into the distance. 10b. Live in Montreal for 6+ months. speak french with the locals. Get artsy. 

11. Learn a second language. 11b: Get a shaky understanding of additional languages.

12. Look a girl in the eyes and tell her i love her. and mean it.

13. Get Married.

14. Own a Hassleblad camera. And a bunch of other artsy film cameras. When asked what i shoot with, name a camera the person has no idea exists. then say “oh wait, don’t tell me you only shoot digital?”

15. Live homeless in a city. longer than a week.

16. Own a huge amount of books. 1000+. Read them all. twice. Lend them out with the frequency of a library. Half of this goal can be completed now. the other half much later.

17. Visit at least 60 different countries. 17b. mandatory countries include: Russia, Ukraine, Israel, Egypt, Japan, Pakistan, China, Vatican City, Germany, Brazil, Rwanda, Philippines, Greece.

18. Go North. Alaska/Yukon. Take grainy pictures with a film camera. grow beard while there. wear toque. Dark blue. wear flannel. 

19. Speak to a crowd of 4000+. motivate them to do something, anything positive/care for others.

20. Walk/Run into large helicopter. It’s already running. Location is a field or on roof of a building. sit on end seat or hang out of side opening with one foot on landing rail. watch the world sink away as we leave. think; “there is still so much more work to be done.” grimly set sights on future.

21. Work in an AIDS clinic for over a week. Have heart broken. hold hands with children. cry. 

22. Eat Crocodile.

23. Once Married, have large extended family dinner. laugh at grandchildren playing. Enjoy conversation with all around dinner table. Laugh late into night. Be thankful.

24. Go on frequent vacations with family. AND family friends. 

25. Teach son all things boys should know. Be there for him, no matter what circumstances. 25b. read him some good literature for bedtime stories. the hobbit and all that. 25c. wrestle with him. 

26. Don’t buy clothes for 2 years. clothing donations acceptable.

27. Love wife more after 40 years than on wedding night.

28. Sit on porch in rocking chair, watching sun slowly fade. reminisce about good times. Presence of wife or friends acceptable, even encouraged.

29. Get Masters degree. in something. doesn’t matter what. 

30. Have a go at DJ’ing. If done: Play at a show with attendance greater than 400. 

31. Have a go at VJ’ing.

32. Ride a horse at gallop through a desert in the middle east during sunset; Ideally wearing a Bedouin bandanna over face with AK-47 slung over back and/or machete fastened at hip. accompanied by one or two other riders. Sun should be massive and deep red, our shapes silhouetted against the dying light. We ride with purpose and urgency.

33. Spend a season in seclusion, reading a multitude of books. Ideally in a cabin in the wilderness. write thoughts on old typewriter. or pen/paper. Smoke Pipe. big spectacles. 

34. Kill an animal and eat it. fish don’t count.

35. From the window of the dwelling i am staying in; watch the city burn. the black smoke curls upwards into the sky as the sun slowly fades behind the mountains.

36. Go heli-boarding.

37. Film/Direct/Edit a snowboard flick. I’m not talking MackDawg Productions here. I’m talking Robot Food.

38. walk parallel to a building, slowly and methodically unload all the rounds from a pump-action shotgun into the windows. show no emotion.

39. go surfing where its hot and the sand is white.

40. Own a lot of cool artwork. Have it on walls.

41. Get lost in the woods. 41b. Have sex in the woods

42. Set a car on fire via Molotov cocktail. Must be wearing bandanna over face. 

43. Memorize a LOT of scripture…maybe 200+ verses. 

44. When a grandfather, have my home contain many interesting and exotic keepsakes from my past. Story attached to each one. Regale grandchildren and younger generation with stories. I will be a cool grandpa. 

45. Film my girlfriend rollerskating with a super8mm videocamera.

46. Be generous with my money.

47. Pour my soul into a project; a work of art OR an insanely high paying contract (video probably) for weeks on end at a breakneck pace. Push sleep and food to the wayside. Sweat must be constant upon brow. Work late into the night and finish it at the 11th hour. Once complete let out a shout of joy, tear off the tie, stroll onto the balcony, light a cigarette and just soak it in baby. soak it in.

49. Know enough about cars to be able to troubleshoot and fix 80% of problems.

50. Go skinny dipping with a cute girl. Summer night.

51. Obtain at least 3 really cool scars, have good story to accompany each one. One has to include me giving myself stitches with fishing line. arm or stomach acceptable.

52. Attend the Day Of The Dead in Mexico. Attend Burning Man. Participate in the Running Of The Bulls. Christmas in New York. Mardi Gras. Attend Coachella Music fest, 5+ times.

53. Suffer Silently.

54. Fly a plane.

55. Own a motorcycle.

56. Burn something that has a lot of monetary value.

57. Design some clothes. 

58. Hit all the spots in Europe that people generally want to go to. Take some pics. 

59. Retrace the exact route on foot that Alexander the great made in his conquest of the known world.

60. Get some tattoos. design them myself. not tribal though. never tribal. 60b. get some piercings. 

61. Drive a really fast car, as fast as it can go, in a desert state in the USA. Maybe Arizona. Bonus points if its a convertable. Wear sunglasses. and driving gloves. 

62. Snowboard more than 100 days in a year.

63. See over 700 bands in concert. 

64. Rebuild a car. a cool one. not sure about American muscle though. thats so done. Something more unique. something will come along i bet. Bonus points if i do this with my son. 

65. Own a really nice watch collection. 

66. Escape a dangerous situation in a third world country while travelling with my wife. Once fear for life passes, have best. sex. ever. 

67. Drop everything i am doing and do a huge favor for an old friend in need.

68. Be the best man at a wedding.

69. Protest loudly in a courtroom setting.

70. Be Mentored by amazing individuals. 70b. be someone’s mentor

71. Work towards my most distinct characteristic being that of someone who cares about others.

72. Be a loving and supporting husband to my wife. Oh and buy her lots of nice things. Make her feel beautiful. 

73. Through Film, Photography and Design; inform a very large group of people to a dire need in the world (or crisis). Then once awareness has been raised; start working towards the solution.

74. Work for a non-profit international aid organization.

75. In a single sentence, shut the mouths of many. 

76. Have a group of friends that remain through most of my life. go on vacations and adventures together.

77. Have a website.

78. Get arrested. For a good cause.

79. Stare evil in the eyes.

80. Make a mixtape for a girl. Like a real one; casette tape. and give it to her with a walkman to listen to. 

81. Work for a respected studio. 

82. Experience a sandstorm while travelling through a desert on foot. Take cover. 

83. Get a good understanding of many trades: electrical, pumbing, metal fab, carpentry etc.

84. break a bone.

85. go without using a computer for 6 months+. that will be a tough one. 

86. double backflip, double frontflip. trampoline. 

87. Have a close and strong relationship with my brothers.

88. Maintain a strong relationship with my father and mother and stepmom.

89. be quick to forgive. 89b. don’t hold grudges.

90. Reluctantly agree to lead.

91. Do something really great for someone without them or anyone else knowing about it. 

92. Lie down in a field of tall grass with a girl and trace shapes in the clouds as they go by. We will talk about our hopes and dreams. 

93. be really scared.

94. Walk into a bar and everyone will say: “heeey!”

95. break furniture in a fit of frustration and anger.

96. Know I’m right when everyone else is wrong.

97. Spend a day chopping wood.

98. Adopt.

99. Live with a bunch of solid guys. 

100.  Have one last adventure before i kick the bucket.  

 

Accomplished Pre-bucket List:

1. Go to Africa

2. Go to Latin America

3. Make out in a REALLY epic and illegal location.

4. Take some great pictures.

5. Go to Disneyland

6. Go to Six Flags magic mountain

7. Build a home in a foreign country

8. See Modest Mouse live. 8b see wolf parade live. 8c. see the chili peppers live 

9. Go on a trip with a bunch of friends

10. Get accepted to University

11.  Standing backflip, wall backflip, gainer.

12. Walk good on my hands (20 steps+)

13. Own a great HD videocamera.

14. Get a photo published

15. Get knocked out

16. Travel somewhere far with friends to snowboard

17. Dance like no one is watching. Even though tons are.

18. Stay up all night watching James Bond movies.

19. Shoot a gun

20. Run for a rediculously long time in the rain at night becasue i feel like it

21. play with fire

Dan+Melissa engaged!

“No… wait. that’s not his truck.”

-all: “WHAT!?”

“Where is he?”

“oh, wait. text message: he’s just getting off the freeway.”

“you kidding me!?”

It’s 11:00pm on a friday night and I am crouched behind a corregated shipping container somewhere in Cloverdale, at the top of a hill; waiting for Dan and his soon-to-be fiance to arrive. It’s cold. It’s raining. I am covered in mud. My camera equipment is also wet, and covered in mud. I am part of the “the plan”

The Plan:
Set up pavilion in field.
Have 2 chairs in pavilion. Light many candles in and around the pavilion area
Have chairs in pavilion face large hill.
Rent Generator, Purchase copious amounts of Christmas lights. 30 strands?
spell out in 30ft block letters with Christmas lights: “Marry Me?”
When Dan, with signal given with flashlight, is about to ask the question: start generator and wow her with massive glowing “Marry Me?” text.
Take some pictures. (my part of the plan)

I have been out here for 20mins and I’m shivering, my shoes are wet, my nice pants are ALL muddy…
Nick and Mike have been out here since 7pm. setting up the lights. I’m such a you-know-what.

Nick and Mike discovered, in trying to set up the lights, that the effects of rain mixed with a steep incline equals an incredibly slick hill. They spent the better part of 3 hours stringing christmas lights across, (which i can testify to) probably the slipperiest hill in existance. By the time I arrived they were covered in mud. Head to toe. They even brought a toboggan, and it worked great. 

The Pavilion was a snap. (it’s actually the youth church creationfest tent) Simon had come by earlier and helped Nick set it up. What a guy. what character.

\\fast forward.

“thats Dan’s truck! its them! hide!”

 I can’t see anything. It’s dark out, I don’t have my glasses. 

“….they are sitting in the chairs….he’s talking to her…..they are hugging…..talking some more….”

I still can’t see anything from the top of the hill. 

“thats the signal! he’s shining the flashlight!”

Nick scambles out from our hiding place to start the generator. 

“God, please make this generator start. or this is going to really. really. suck.”

RoooooaaaaR! Generator On.

NOW i can see.

“he’s on one knee! he’s propsing!….. they are hugging now…….still hugging…..i think thats a yes……still hugging…..Is that a yes….?”

it was a yes. 

- Man this is what it is all about. Who gives up 5 hours of their time on a Friday night to set up an elaborate over-the-top scheme to help someone propose? After rain, mud and twisted knees we are all smiles. This was worth it. For a friend and brother this small task is nothing. everyone has gladly made themselves miserable just so someone can have a special moment. Which of your friends would do this for you? Which of your friends would you do this for? I hope the list is long; for both questions. 
I know this guy that talks a lot about being “others interested” -about putting your needs second to everyone else. About sacrificing for others. Maybe this is what it looks like. Maybe. 

Congrats to Dan and Melissa on the engagement! 

 

 

listening to shugo tokumaru

M83: Review

 

“DUDE I COULD SLAUGHTER EVERYONE IN THIS CLUB RIGHT NOW!” -Erik 

and that sums up M83.

Having never seen M83 live before i wasn’t quite sure what to expect. (For those of you who dont’ know what an M83 is, it’s a French… electronica? band that consists of one guy… his name is Anthony i think) He utilizes drum machines a TON in his songs and i wasn’t sure how it would carry over to a live performance.

Surprise! he conjured up a drummer, guitarist and keyboard player. Wasn’t expecting that. And this drummer. He stole the show. Towering above the audience and band in his clear plexiglas cage he embarked upon an assault on the drumkit the likes of which I have never yet seen. Clearly his girlfriend has been cheating on him, and he found out last night. He must have gone through 5000 drumsticks. It was carnage. The audience was awestruck. This was unexpected. 
- Any fears i had about the potency of M83 live have been remedied. This show was relentlessly epic. standouts for me were “teen angst” which whipped into a whirlwind of audio carnage almost to the point of unlistenability.  And then of course the encore of “Couleurs” which built and built and built into an unearthly roar until the audience was almost begging the band to stop.  

The opening band was good. Didn’t pay too much attention. Our group was preocuppied with a heated debate concerning the book of Mormon, the integrity McDonald’s, Satan, and the pitfalls of modern Universities. But they were good. If you know their name; let me know.

Overall:
M83: great on ipod, even better live.

God Bless The Internet

Seriously i love the internet. I bought almost all my christmas presents online, in the span of 2 hours!
what an age we live in, what a glorious time where all of my consumer needs are met here at my desk.

Amazon.ca : i bow to you; i shall slaughter a young calf in honor of the ease in which you have enabled me to purchase items.

paypall; to a lesser extent i adore you. You who enable those too fringe to be accepted mainstream marketplaces to sell their wares. You give the freaks a source of income. I respect thee.

listening to: telefon tel aviv!

The Irresistable Revolution: Review

Every State in the US was polled: the top 3 thoughts people have about Christians is this:
1. They are anti-gay
2. They are judgemental
3. They are hypocrites

If you don’t like Christians, you might want to read this book.
If you are a Christian and you still can’t stand Christians, then you definitely need to read this book.
If your a Christian and your facebook status for religion says something pansy along the lines of “I follow Jesus!”, “Jesus and me are tight!” “its not a religion its a relationship!” then you’ll adore this book… but it won’t really affect you in any way.

Synopsis:
Shane Claiborne is a Tennessee-raised, poverty-induced man living in a commune in the Ghettos of Philly where he and a ragtag band of ex-drug addicts, prostitutes, university students and business owners eke out a meager existence loving other people with everything they got while living in the conditions most people in east van cope with. Shane went to live with Mother Theresa in Calcutta for a while because she seemed to be having the best go at doing the whole “christian thing”. After this Shane visited Iraq while it was getting blown to smithereens, in the places where it was getting blown up, to meet with and chat with the families who were effected. Every once in a while they hit the deck. He’s been arrested over a dozen times protesting against abortion, war and child labour. He makes his own clothes. He has dreadlocks.

“the irresistable revolution” is basically a collection of Shane’s thoughts on a variety of subjects, highlighted by personal stories and great (fantastic even) quotes. The book follows his beginnings and growing disgust with the right-wing evangelical church up to his current life in the ghetto of philadelphia. The whole time you are punched, poked, prodded, stabbed, run through and gouged not by Shane’s blistering direct attack on your own life: but your own convictions as you begin to consider just what you life would begin to look like if you began even walking a foot closer to the life that Shane and these radicals lead. This book asks questions some of us don’t want to hear; and raises points and issues that most don’t want to address.
What would your life look like if you weren’t constantly worrying about your car? your shiny new mac? your $200 jeans and your $50 T-shirts? what if all you cared about was loving on other people? actually caring about them? What if God would handle the rest, all of it?
- In Shane’s case it seems you spend a lot more time helping drug addicts kick their habit and making prostitutes feel like human beings again than writing your term paper for your 4th year biblical studies class…
- You also seem to get arrested a lot more frequently by standing up for the rights of people who are marginalized.
Shane’s writing style is personal and very easy to follow along with. He is quite similar to Donald Miller of blue like jazz and to own a dragon fame. He is incredibely capable of making the reader feel involved in a conversation. Shane doesn’t claim to know all the answers, but he sure voices his opinions.

Personally this book was challenging. It forced me to re-asses what i was doing on a week-to-week basis to help in the lives of other people. Do i take the time in my week to make other people the focus?  (and no, going for coffee with your christian friend doesn’t count).
more disturbingly, this book also holds up a picture of the world in front of you and says; “see this? you gotta care about everything, man. not just the 50mile radius in which you live in. you got it easy! think bigger than the mall.” scary stuff. Now i KNOW not everyone has to be trekking through Africa, drilling wells and stitching wounds; but Shane very convincingly makes the case that if you call yourself a christian: the poor should be on your mind, and should be affected by your actions. all the time. not on your annual 2 week missions trip. As you can see; some who are in a comfortable place right now will perhaps be a little off-put by this book.

Overall:
I highly recommend this book. it’s wicked. it’s hip. It packs a punch.
-whether that punch breaks through the readers highly developed armor of western materialism and individualism is up to the reader.

Sidenote: Shane visited Northview Community Church last weekend as a guest speaker. His southern twanged accent is great. he likes to eat Indian food. He really does wear nothing but his own, hand-made clothes. He is a very good speaker albeit less interesting if you just read his book a day prior-most of his speaking content comes from the book. However one of his most interesting little facts about the world is this: for the amount of money North American spends in a year on bottled water – that amount could fund the drilling of wells which would totally eliminate deaths due to lack of water in the entire world. woah.

Listening to: black mountain, aphex twin, telefon tel aviv

Obama – Where Was I?

where were YOU?

A lot of people have claimed that the Election day of Barack Obama (whether you think he is the antichrist or the next MLKjr.) is one of those events that you will always remember where you were when it happened. Events such as a Limo getting into a car accident, some planes hitting a building… and now a black man becoming commander in chief. All tragedies in their own right, some would argue.

Myself? i can’t remember where I was when i heard about Diana’s car crash. I remember seeing it on TV and people talking about it, but i don’t think i really cared that much about someone dying in a car accident. Happens all the time!
The World Trade Center, now that i remember. i was listening to my clock radio tuned to none other than 104.9 XFM.
because it was cool.
my DAD listened to the Fox.
lets avoid the conversation that both radio stations essentially for 2 years were playing nothing but some sort of endless Nickleback, Creed and Theory of a Deadman Megamix. That was a dark time in the music world. Make no mistake.
So yes. XFM. Pepper and Crash? was that the morning show? I’m not gonna lie: Larry and Willie on the fox made pepper and crash sound like a bunch half-drunk frat boys somehow had broken into a radio broadcast booth and were attempting to tell every dirty joke they could before security caught them: Their morning show was garbage.

However this morning was different: Pepper was talking in a sullen, subdued voice… like he was talking about something that mattered to him. You would think he was explaining to his dad how that girl he was dating was actually still in high school; and yes, she was pregnant.
This was new. This was something to pay attention to! And so the soon-to-be-jobless 18 year old radio DJ’s were confronted with the difficult task of telling their listeners the news that America was under attack from what? they don’t know.

Thank you XFM. You reputable bastion of broadcast integrity, you hath informed me of tragedy.

Barack Obama.

snowboard premier: An event where hundreds of snowboarders (shredders) rent out and descend upon a movie theatre to watch the latest cinematic release of another crew of shredders (snowboarders). The movie is usually 30-45mins long and contains no content besides that of professional snowboarders professionally snowboarding. The music jumps between that of Gangster Rap, Techno Beats, and punk rock/heavy metal. Age of attendees is between 14-25. blood/alchohol levels also rise in direct correlation to age, as well as number of X’s on oversized t-shirt/hoody combo. Prizes are thrown into audience at end of movie, often by the same proffesional snowboarders featured in the movie itself.

Peter Line: Professional Snowboarder. The man is a dynasty. He is a founding member of Forum Snowboards and invented half of the tricks in snowboarding today. In the 90’s he was spinning cork before most people knew how to carve. For his part in “True Life” – (regarded as one of the greatest snowboard movies of all time) he was buttering into 7’s off tables, it would take another 5 years before people realized what buttering was. He rocked pink and rainbows on his board art before the gay/lesbian community had even copywrited the rainbow.

So prizes are being thrown into the crowd at random by the personelle onstage, things generally have degraded to the level of near-riot when the MC begins to drunkenly thank the sponsors: “like to thank Forum snowboards, Toyota, Foursquare…”

just then Peter Line grabs the mic from the sponsor and in a surprising act of political awareness, shouts;

“and thanks to America! for electing Barak Obamaaaaa”
- A great cheer erupts from the crowd of snowboarders, most of whom have no idea what Barak’s stance is on Foreign policy… or abortion… or anything for that matter. You might even argue that half of the people in attendance are under the impression that he is sponsored by the popular clothing company “obey”… Kinda like how Che Guevera is the lead singer of rage against the machine.

While many think no more of Obama than a trendy shirt that exponentially increases their game in bars and clubs… and regardless if very few actually know what his stance is on…anything: what matters is that for a moment, just a chronic-and-booze influenced moment, we were all unified in the glorious knowledge that somewhere. somehow. someone had just stuck it to someone. and they weren’t very happy about it all.

And thats how i found out that Obama was president.

listening to TV On The Radio.

Halloween

I’m at Ben’s house. it is a halloween party. The pumpkins are in the process of getting carved. I arrived late. Our stock of flammable/explosive devices is considerable. I arrive just as the mood of the party shifts to one of business.

There is something sacred in the tampering of screecharoos to make them into tiny sticks of dynamite:
it is ritual, it is culture. it is passed on from generation to generation, different geographical locations in North America have different methods. It is a right of passage.
We are in Ben’s shed. two are wrapping the screechers in tape, two are hammering. A single, dim incandescent light is all the illuminates the cobweb-filled shack. Tools hang from hooks on walls; our shadows dance across walls as the light swings precarious and flickers ominously. the *Crack *Crack *Crack of hammers echo around us like a jackhammer.
You wrap from the wick end first and spiral downwards, you apply a second piece of tape to the end, so the clay doesn’t come out. The more tape the better. The best tape is Duct. Second is Electrical. Third is packing tape. scotch rarely works. Some simply stomp the screecher with their foot: They have no respect for the craft. You hammer it flat, then flip it over and hammer the other side. hammer from wick side down to the end, then back up. Don’t hit with a glancing blow or you might tear the screecheroo open.
The men fall into an almost mechanical pace: tape is systematically wrapped and torn, wrapped and torn, wrapped and torn. screecher is passed to those hammering. passed to those hammering, passed to those hammering. Those hammering fall into a simultaneous pace, what was once discorded hammer falls of “tap-tap, tap-tap, tap-tap” becomes a single blow of “CRACK, CRACK, CRACK”
we are in Africa, beating our lumps of metal into machetes.
we are in Egypt, chiseling sandstone out of a quarry.
we are here, 800 years ago, smashing a rock into an arrowhead.
It is a breakneck pace, all must be finished; tunnel vision is experienced in the extreme. Some onlookers have never seen this before. They learn from watching; see what is done. If a male sees this ritual it is locked into his memory forever. At any given point at any time in his life in the future; if the situation calls for him to craft an explosive device from a consumer-grade firework: he will be able to.

Finally it is done. There are no more resources to consume. The tape has expired. The workers look up, blinking. as if emerging from a dark cave for the first time in years. The annual rites has been completed once again.

happy halloween.

Listening to FabricLive 41, mixed by simian mobile disco.

Stuff Christian Culture Likes

this blog is pure, unadultrated, genious. Its so accurate its scary.
- If you grew up in christian culture, this is YOUR LIFE.

- if you didn’t know christians had a culture, this unfortunately is a good picture…

http://www.stuffchristianculturelikes.com/

*shudder

Fright Night: in quotation

“What it’s $25!”

“its 10:30 already… is it worth it?”

“i don’t care, all i want is a sweet, supple, creamy mini donut”

“guys lets think about this, is there anything else worth doing?”

“lets sneak in”

“dude we can’t climb over the fence, look at those spikes”

“alright fine lets pay”

“i’m cold”

“the lineups they say are an hour long!”

“too late, we’re here we’re going.”

………………………………………………………………………………..

“where are we going?”

“look lets just go on this one… Bates Motel, its supposed to be scary.”

“look how long the lineup is!”

“what else are we going to do?”

“its really cold”

“we’ve been standing in the line forever.”

“Clint its so easy to sneak through this lineup man”

“Dude we are in a group of 7, theres no way we are all sneaking in.”

“right…”

“man look at all those kids jumpin line, just wanna call’em out.”

“look at them go…”

“matt…”

“what?”

“that chick is checking you out.”

“no way bro…”

“dude for sure. – its because your wearing my snowboard jacket, you look ballin.”

“well i do admit i look ballin but i have no idea what you are talking about.”

“dude the blonde one, talkin with her friends.”

“hey your so ____’in hot.”

“matt.”

“what?”

“did you not just hear that.”

“what?”

“that chick just said you were hot.”

“WHAT!”

“i can’t believe you, she said it basically into your ear.”

“dude i have no idea what you are talking about.”

“look over my shoulder. the blonde one.”

“matt go talk to her.”

“no way!”

“she’s gonna wait for you in the haunted house.”

“Clint man don’t tell me these things!”

“well now you’ve totally given her the cold shoulder, way to go.”

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“that was the most pathetic haunted house i’ve ever been in.”

“it wasn’t even scary!”

“dude look, its just two semi truck trailers stuck together. what did you expect?”

“alright well now what?”

“ummm.”

“dude i still can’t get over how utterly terrible that was, did we just pick the worst one?”

“hey lets do that music ride, you know; the spinny one.”

“yeah!”

“that ones sweet!”

“whoa hey look its Dallas.”

“Whats up man.”

“not much…”

“how long you been here?”

“an hour.”

“how many rides you go on?

“one”

“oh sucks… well we are goin on the music spinny-thing ride, see you around.”

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“i can’t believe they are closing the park. we’ve been on two rides.”

“definitely worth that $25…”

“well lets start heading out i guess…”

“I MUST have my mini donuts. this night will have been worth nothing unless i get them.”

“woah, easy clint.”

“hey look, lets go on the swing ride!”

“well, it IS the stereotypical PNE ride…”

“alright, its still open lets hit it up.”

“dude lets get kicked off, we have to.”

“alright… how.”

“umm, try and spin your seat, get the chains twisted so you spin around tons when it swings”

“yesss, great idea!”

“you guys are so stupid…”

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fin.

(never, ever go to fright night)