day (toy) trader...

ok..so i have this obession, and it has come to that now. while there is money to be made, i am spending it right now. i will be putting some of my toys on the auction block very soon so i'm not sweating it but...oh, fuck it...gotta spend money to make money and lord knows i can't take it with me...

tonight i made a trade with a guy in california, great guy, for a couple of KAWS toys i have been after. a pink accomplice and a 400% bearbrick. long out of production these babies would cost me hundreds each but i got them in a trade for a Glow In The Dark Companion i have an extra of. good times. i paid $150 USD for the Companion and it now trades for around $450 USD so it's a good trade. i know..this toy thing is fucked..but everyone needs a hobby right?

the pics i have are of the toys in question. the glow in the dark is obviously shot in the dark but it is yellowish in the day. the accomplices are a set he has as well, i am getting a the pink one. the bearbrick is the one that looks like mickey mouse.

if you're interested check out this link. i'm sure my dad is shaking his head right now....

http://www.biggeworld.com/archive/tcdotcom/kaws.html

it's a little blurb.

slackass

i am a slackass. it's the truth. at least lately. i need some excercise but there's something in my brain that keeps me from doing anything. i think a lot of guys my age have the same affliction.

today i was suppose to get my car back but due to a fly in the ointment it didn't happen there have been alot of those in the last six months... maybe tomorrow the assembly will start.

i also need to do some work to the coolerator. new mirrors i think, new muffler, etc. it'll be a good time. i love spending money on vehicles. good times.

went for a sandwich and coffee with corie today at meinhardt and ran into my pal nancy and her new son rowen. he's a cute little bugger, and that's saying something, because all kids that age look and act the same.

i had lots of other plans for the day...i didn;t do an of them. corie did give me back a bunch of dvds and cds i had forgotten about.

tomorrow i'm going to do something.

halloween...i hate it...i kinda like it...

but mainly i hate it. it's like xams except somehow worse. maybe it's the costume thing. having to come up with anew cool costume. last year i was a hockey player with a sign around for me that said, "will play for food"... so clever. this year i almost had a meltdown..i wanted to be a crack whore but could find anything to fit me...fat fuck that i am. and even if i was a little lighter, i'm pretty sure getting short skirts and shoes, etc would be hard to find in my size...

went to the BOC party with marcy. marcy was peter pan and i eneded up and a mulleted teamster hesher kind of guy..like a nascar loving dipshit... corie was suppose to show up but he never made the scene...

all the BOC boys looked great. see the pics... a bunch of kids, and i mean kids, or at least much younger than me and everyone else showed up...they had no idea who BOC was or is...

as we were leaving they were as well and we eneded up giving them a ride to the skytrain. one guy had a nice neck tattoo and said he was from NYC...like i give a shit. anyhow, they paid us a sweet $18.50 to drive them... we spent $4.90 of it at macdonalds on mcckicken and fries...marcy was hungry..

i'm tired...

good times...

check it out....

i went to city hall the other day and got myself a commercial permit...for the coolerator. now i can park that baby wherever i want...thos who know, know that i get a shitload of tickets every year...a virtual shitload. check out that killer window sticker...take that ticket lardass!

hockey night with muc...

yesterday during sebastian's big day out we did, at one point end up at my mom's and picked up my lawn mower and weed eater because i had been asked to do a couple lawns... i guess i really haven't given up to much info about lawn order, i will soon. but then today and last night it rained like a bastard so...no lawn cutting. so i took it all back out there today again.. i had left my keys out there anyways so i had to go there to get them..i lose my keys alot.. that and my cell phone. i have a great long term memory, but my short term sucks. too much crack.

so today kinda sucked but got better near the end and ended well...

had a battle with paypal trying to pay frank kozik for the painting i bought from him... ended up having a friend pay him and then me pay him..fuckin' hassle...

i still have no costume for hallowe'en... i think tomorrow i'll get it all together... i think i'm going to be a crack whore, my little salute to my 'hood. is that politically incorrect? am i an asshole? could be i guess. fuck it.
marcy is going as tinkerbell...no, that's not right...peter pan..she looked good at Watts today trying it on..pictures after the party at BOC...

marc and i went to the Giants hockey game tonight..they lost - shocker - but it was fun. not so fun for the player who ended up on the stretcher after getting hit a ton. i love marc..i really do and always have fun whenever we go out and do something. one of the greatest days in recent memory was with marc in toronto. we went to a ball game at skydome and ...well, you had to be there. but suffice to say, big smiles all around.
gordie howe, mr. hockey to you, was at the game tonight. some of the pics tonight suck and are blurry but i think they're gerat and convey the evening well..

we had fun and marc made me smile and forget that life actually sucks most of the time...

there was a haunted house on the way back to the car. you should drive by and check it out. it's on Eton street just off Renfrew street on the south side of the street...good times...

ok..that's it. more later...

i love you

workin' for the man...

well, brady that is... in a bid to do my bit for local art and help out a friend in need i helped out my good pal brady tonight prepare for an art show by helping him cut up some wood and make a little table thing... during the cutting process it became clear to me that brady and i were becoming much closer, as men can sometimes... we spoke of art, donald judd, women, some girls, food, music and tv we both liked...

ok..it wasn't like that at all..we did talk about women, art and music...in that order. he's a good guy. and the girls think he's cute. i say he's ok. i was glad to help.

all that and a picture of my street. there's enough crack out there for the whole city....and edmonton too....

i just bought some art...

...but i'm a little scared. i'm not sure everyone's gonna get it or think i'm bright for buying it...i'll post pics later, maybe, after it gets here. it's by frank kozik. look him up on google and you'll know what's what...i guess... he's a significant artist in my world... anyhow...

the pic above has nothing to do with this post...it's just a great pic of my good friend corie and a big meal he had one night as we headed down to see richmond fontaine in seattle...we missed richmond fontaine but had a great night anyways...

bas' big day out...

so i grabbed the second half of the LAWN ORDER team, sebastian, and wheeled him around town in the Coolerator while i ran errands. in the process he met a lot of people, ate some indian samosas - 3 for a buck - drove to tsawwassen to pick up my lawn mower and see my mom - Issy - yell at a few people from the van and not find any shoes he liked...typical day really.

the pics show some of who he met.

brent raking leaves at his east van home.
dean looking great as usual, he's a handsome guy...and i've seen him naked...
bas with my mom.
bas with jenn outside zulu
with me while i tried on a pig head at Watt's costumes.... fuckin' hot!

also a picture inside Zulu Records, where they have a few less bags of paper recycling hanging around...thanks to LAWN ORDER... in the picture you can see the beautiful and talented Erin. perveyor of fine indie rock.

mishi jump!!

i love mishi, but she has no sense of timing...witness this photo..i love it. we were out riding our bikes last week and i had my camera with me. i told her that we'd use the self-timer and thaat she should jump when she saw the light go solid on the camera. well, three times later and she still couldn't leave the ground...she makes great jewlery though..and i love her...JUMP MISHI!!

chrome and the fat guys who do it...

a few months ago i took some chrome parts from my comet - larry - to pacific plating near my place to have them rechromed. bruno, who has done some work for me before passed me along to mike, who i believe may actuaally own the joint. mike said it would take three weeks. well, every time i went back to get it, it wasn't ready. for over two months this went on. then three months, then four. then one day i went there and mike said if it wasn't done in two weeks from that date, it would be free. so i went back three weeks later and it wasn't donee. then i went back a week later and still not done...or well, maybe it was but mike had had a heart problem and was at home. i needed my chrome bits, don't die on me know i thought. so i went by last week and mike was there, heart still ticking - but maybe not that well, i've seen some of the huge meat laden sandwiches this dude eats and he should be dead - and after some rummaging he found my bits. and i said thanks and left...free chrome work...about $500.00 worth. good times, i guess.

tip jar...

well, i hate to say it but that waitress, or is it waiter now for all male or female?, anyhow.... she didn't get a great tip - the one at DINER...

but the kids at JJ BEAN coffee sure did get a nice tip jar recently..actually the tip jar i made for them a couple of weeks ago is pretty bitchin' but replaces another tip jar i made them a year or so ago... but it got stolen...

now people want me to make things for them...little do they know how really unhandy i really am...

it looks nice though...

where the money goes...

they're a little subversive, i like that.

they're little limited pieces of art. that's the ruth.

and they look cool and are made by artists i like.

they've toys. i talk about them. now see some photos of these things that take money out of my pockets.

to see more you can check out kidrobot.com

some tans are better than food.

it was all about the haircut today. everything else kind of settles in behind it, or beside it or after it. kwin, bad blurry picture, took care of me as usual...and i have a great haircut once again. i feel like a new man...

i also went and had a look at larry today, my car, which has been getting painted for over 6 months now. anyone who knows the whole story of larry getting painted will understand, but i am finally seing the end of the raod on this project. thank fuckin' christ.

chris who has taken over the painting duties i can not say enough great things about him. proline in north vancouver. he's the man.

there was also a trip to IKEA today which took a little longer than i/we had hoped but... well, that's the way IKEA is sometimes. i bought nothing.

then we went to a new place in yaletown - first mistake - that Kwin had suggested. now, my mom always said that if couldn't say anything nice that i shouldn't say anything at all.... so i won't. but i will say this. if you have a place and it's called DINER, you can't run out of fries, tell us 30 minutes after we've ordered out meals, and drink beer while serving us. there's more but...

now it's more baseball, go sox, and topanga later for a burrito with fawn and tornack... good times...

fuckin' traffic ticket c#%t... sorry...

there's this one meter maid who, i think, has it in for me. he just seems to be everywhere. he has issued me a lot of tickets. and i've spoken to him and let him know he'a an asshole.
today, for example, i was picking up mishi - see pic to know who she is - and was sitting in her alley waiting for her to come down. mear minutes friends. she came down, we put her bike in the back of the coolerator and i started up the van to go. and hten, there he was . he spotted my van from across the street and made a b-line for the alley. as i was getting ready to pull out he started writing the ticket. i was leaving. he saw i was leaving. as i was leaving we exchanged a few choice words and told him that his mom must be so proud of him.... i know, very mature of me. but if this asshole was giving you as many tickets as i have gotten from him, you'd be ready to wring his neck as well.
the other day i took a picture of him. he's a c%&t. i'm gonna get him.

i just looked at this thing....

ok...
i just looked at this thing for the first time today. i need some work. or to do some work. the pictures and text don't work for me. like a lot of things. it's all in the placement...

for those who care the world series is on and game three is tonight. the white sox, while not my first choice, will win this thing. i would have much rather seen the cards in there or boston again but...and i feel for jeff bagwell and craig biggio but...i hate roger so...they astros can not win. he's an asshole.

speaking of baseball..here's a picture of me on one of my first days of hockey. i was going to kick some ass. i don't remember a lot from then. it was cold, we played outside, and i didn't have proper hockey pants. weird thing too is, i still remember my phone number. why do i know that 35+ years later. 788.2642...fucked.

i made this freaking box...actually now i've made two...

i'm not sure why but lately i think i should have quit while i was ahead...or rather before i got ahead. if i knew then what i know now, i would never have finished high school, did what little post secondary i did do and went straight into the trades. i love working with metal and plexiglass and lexan, etc. anyhow, more on that later...

i made some boxes for a local store 'headquarter' on burrard street. they sell clothes and toys. i collect the toys that they sell...more on that later as well...that post will probably be entitled, "where all my fuckin' money goes"

i made these boxes for them to display and hold fancy t-shirts and to put shoes on top of. i don;t really get the sheaker culture but...

alos i made a light box for mishi for her birthday. she had the light and i built the box around it. it's cool. it could be used as an end table i guess...

i'm going to make a few more things...but i don't work fast...

day one...what the hell?

my therapist, yes, my therapist - barb, thought it would be a great idea if i kept a blog. an on-line diary/rant and rave/stream of conciousness thing. why? i haven't a fuckin' clue. know this though. i will let it all hang out. i will change names as needed to protect those who cannot defend themselves. while at other times i will make sure every man, woman and child knows the name of the asshole i'm mad at.

right now i have nothing to report. nothing. well, except that i am getting a taste of some sort of cold/flu thing marcy has right now. good times.

feel free to e/mail me. or not. correct me. get mad at me. it's good.