These Are The Daves I Know, I Know. These Are The Daves I Know.

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.

Wills Fact:

Wills don't eat off plastic, ever.

New playlists for my dude bros.

One-eyed Ford

Wills Fact:

Wills is always at half mast.

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.

soft balls

Upon my arrival back from the tornadoes, wildfires, road trips, art camp, and long ass night of drinking iced white wine with Whitney, there was a rival soft ball game between the Kyber ( a government run arts center) and Eyelevel (a local gallery) down at the commons near my house. It was followed up by a little show at the skate park on the other side of the commons.

                                 There were many hotdogs, sausages, and burgers to be had by all who had a spare toonie.

                             At halftime both teams had a little endurance competition which involved chuggin' slushies.

                                                                          And skate dudes doin' skate stuff.