The goat head hit the cat food.
Friday, 14 October 2011
Thursday, 13 October 2011
old people
One of the perks of having classes down on the harbors edge is having cruise ships filled with tons of the elderly dock 15 feet away from the window.
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
Canucksgiving '011
This past weekend was Canadian Thanksgiving and my friend Ama made about 30 of us the most wonderful meal and Susan decorated the back yard with Lucas. It was so wonderful and made me wicked sad that I might have to leave Halifax. Canadian Immigration, you can suck a nut.
pie crustin'
porch sittin'
look at that spread, so dope.
and food eatin'
Thursday, 15 September 2011
another ending
I don't like doing Wills Facts that much anymore. So I'm going to stop doing them. Unless I think of, or someone reminds me of one of the old ones... or I'm back home... or at camp.
party boat
I like that cruise ships park twenty feet from my school all the time.
I don't like the smelly tourists that get off of them.
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
Sunday, 11 September 2011
Monday, 5 September 2011
Sunday, 4 September 2011
The Breaks
Congratulations to Jasmine and Robby. I hope it's as awesome as I know it is.
Sunday, 28 August 2011
Friday, 26 August 2011
Yeah, I had too.
A regional delicacy of the Maritimes I recently found was the North Atlantic's version of the McRib... the McLobster. And don't worry, you can also get the McRib up here. They both have similar seasons. It's also just as bad, and not quite as good as you thought it'd be. Also, in my defense, I didn't know what it looked like until after I ordered it. It also didn't look nearly as good as the one in the picture. I'm almost positive that my bun was just a piece of thick cut white bread folded over. Probly not ever going to order it again. But who could seriously pass up the opportunity to eat something called the McLobster? no matter how bad that shit sounds, dawg.
Thursday, 25 August 2011
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
art fags in the forest
I went to White Rabbit last weekend. It's a 24 deal on a farm at the Bay of Fundy that features a number of artists that create installations throughout the forest and beach and some performances mixed in. My friend Kayla and I went to camp and check it out for the weekend. It was pretty kick ass.
Campin' in the orchard.
Dave smells things.
This was later to be set on fire.
And yes, there was a Starbucks in the middle of the forest. It's whatever.
This was a slide from the previous year that was hella long.
Bay of Fundy hang out.
Some pirate bullshit.
Chicks on a raft.
The farm house with the farm dog, Polar. He smelled like shit, but I let it slide cause that dude is 19!
Picked me a bang load of black berries.
Stage for forest jams.
Jess.
Clay nude dude who spits fire.
Settin' shit on fire.
Dan and Miriam. They rule.
This is where everyone swam with their dicks out.
They made us some kick ass pancakes cowboy style the next morning.
The Bay of Fundy has the most extreme ass tides in the world.
Bang load o snails.
Prettiness.
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