Thursday, September 22, 2011

Lunatic

Feel small. Let this one stroke you into a complete sensation of profound harmony, enveloping, in it's palm, the central axis from which your aesthetic sense radiates.

It's almost fall. We should look around more - places are doing cool things.
Entreated to recognize, to validate. Do so.

spiderwebs, veins in a leaf, a sheet of water (touch it), tree trunks, feathers, cracks in the sediments, planets - OH MY

Give the '80s a Chance

I laughed.


There's something about business-in-the-front-party-in-the-back mustached synth homo-erotic shenanigans that makes life less serious. Which I deem to be a wise lesson. Forget making it through the night, hopefully you make it through this video, that's the real test.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Children of the Gnar


It rained yesterday.
So we take it to the vaults, where old times play.

Yeah, we did Vermont. A bro-adtrip to end the summer. B-Alfukn Day, Huck Flinn, and the two Hermann miscreants. Verb-status in high order. Something like... "The 802 Sessions: Going H.A.M at full Bro-pacity"

A chapter of high impact, verses of water via rocks, wheels, fireworks (try a morter out a sunroof... no? no one?) p.a.r.t.y./r.a.v.e, hikes to panoramas, waterholes to more flight, shenanigans to all day everyday - and the book rambles on from here.

The pressure is on, as were pretty high up as it is - climax feels like an olden creed. So, maybe, this is a tribute to tomorrow, to the next jump, from even higher up.

Enjoyage.