Managed to snag some waves on Thanksgiving, but ended up completely screwing up the trash day schedule. Turns out, public works had the day off the day after too and we had about nine bajillion bags of trash from the move sitting by the side of a very busy road and no one picking it up for a couple days. Rather than lugging everything back up to the house, I planted it all hidden safely behind a bunch of fir trees in the yard, tucked out of sight.
At night it would almost look like a bunch of druids or witches hanging out under the trees practicing their dark arts or something, but I couldn't get a decent picture out of the window, so I took a daylight shot that is not nearly as cool or satanic. The view at night was pretty killer. If I ever start my Electric Wizard cover band, you can bet the name of the group with be Coven of Trash.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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Saturday, November 28, 2009
The Process of Weeding Out
A couple years ago, I sold off some of my record collection to fund a new surfboard. While the fat has been trimmed, strangely enough, it is beginning to slowly grow in size once more.
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Friday, November 27, 2009
Keep It Up
New house and new shed. I cannot wait to get things going in the new spot, but for now, a rafter shot will do. Name will be forthcoming with a few ideas in the works.
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Wednesday, November 25, 2009
The Gorilla Smithiscuits Meet Quicksand
This video is insane. Seriously. It makes me want to put my head through a wall when the last few notes of "Start Today" end and the opening riff to "How Soon is Now" kicks in. Top notch from the crowd reaction to Walter's gyrations to Sergio getting in the groove. Total ampage.
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Back on Track
After many wild weeks packing boxes, moving furniture, surviving insane floods and a host of other craziness, I'm finally online at the new place and ready to post. Here's a shot I took while packing up my record collection:
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Labels: i have a problem, no excuses, vinyl addicition
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Break the Chain
Went to surf a favorite break of mine the other day, only to find this on the gate. Not like I couldn't climb it, or go to another entrance way north or south, but it was just weird.
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Labels: assholes in chains, infest, nobody owns the beach
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