sell high, buy even higher....

in a move i could have only wished for...i made a great trade this week in the world of toys...well, kind of a trade. i sold three kozik bone bunnies to a local dude - a tattoo artist guy...seems very nice...and then turned around and purchased on ebay one of the finest toys ever made - as far as i'm concerned. (finest in the world of so-called urban vinyl...not like a g.i. joe with the kung-fu grip kind of a toy...) i won on ebay the much coveted Grey King Ken by artist James Jarvis. this completes the set for me...there are actually two more king ken's but i don't need or want them...i have now the orange (whose actual name is king keith), the rare white version (king konrad), grey (original king ken) and pink (?) which is coming soon in the mail from clutter magazine..man, i am such a nerd...got rid of three toys, bought one...that's what i like to see. and i'm still ahead money from the bone bunnie sale.
going to topanga tonight to fix their neon sign that went out when they had the big power surge. hopefully i can get it going...and not electrocute myself...i bought a new transformer and am good to go...next i have to try and track down a ballast thingy for their beer fridge...so they can see what's what. you'd think i was a handy man or something, except that, i'm not really that handy....

also below are pics corie sent to me from the boys week of work up on the whistler glacier..good times and sun burns...

here's to you...

garn xo

weekend update...movin' and groovin'...well, no groovin really.

so after that last update i should give an update on that update.... i have since received an apology letter, of a sort, from the dude and his girlfriend about the 'fight on powell street' action the other day. they're sorry. i accept. it' all good but i have to admit it was pretty exciting, in an adreneline charged kind of a way, to have a hammer in your hand while threatening another guy with it as he calls you out...i'm not looking to repeat that again..but pretty good action...
saturday was driving around, getting errnads done, saying hello to the kids at voltage, giving the garbs his present from voltage-thanks erika and christian...he loves it...then an early dinner at topanga to avoid the fireworks nimrods...i stayed home and cleaned the house last night...i'm so domestic...the network went daning at the legion but no one showed up so she ended up hanging out here before heading out to meet a pal for a couple of drinks...the house looks good again..it needed a little tune-up...
today i went to topanga in the morning to help fix a few things there that i had said i would try and fix a couple of weeks ago...i'm a bad man. they had a big power surge there a little while ago and it blew out a bunch o' shit...at one point while i was installing a new ballast in the kitchen area i spilled the coke that i was drinking all over the area where i was sitting...nice...completely soaked my ass...good times...andhow..more work to be done there this week...
after that i came home, had a shower and went and pick-up amanda and took her for a cruise in larry...she had never had pie at the savory island pie company so today was the day...i feel a little ill now as i don't eat food that rich very often and i had a very rich basil and chicken sandwich and sour cherry pe..amanda had tortiere (sp?) and blueberry pie...i bought an extra piece of blueberry pie and took it to the network who at home getting her place together...
now i feel all dopey, tired and ready for bed...too early yet though...

night night....

g. xo

pie...



a guy garbs and i saw having a little nap on victoria drive...





amanda likes pie...





nice ass buddy..what did you do..? sit in a puddle of coke? idiot!

dump that stupid jackoff wanna-be gangbanger

so here's an open letter to the fuck who made it clear today that i was gonna get my ass kicked for giving his girlfriend, a friend of mine, a ride. i am the last guy you're gonna beat up. i'm the last guy. and to my young friend, who has decided to hook-up with this east van gangster, who is good for nothing and a complete waste of skin, dump that sorry motherfucker's ass...and fast. nothing good can come from dating that loser.
it's really a long story, at least to write here, so i won't. if you wanna know call me or e.mail me.
but now this fuck is threatening to come down to topanga cafe-where she works, and kick my ass....i say...come on down. maybe we can have a little party. me and a bunch of my teamster/angel pals and you and your two-bit team of baggy assed gangbangers.
let's roll...idiot.

garn

***now there's a friday report if i ever had one....

matt rocks the deck, jessica gets a new shirt and mike freaks..

a few weeks ago i started taking pictures of jessica's new deck, that her main man matt was building...i guess it's their deck really..anyhow. i was a little concerned about it when i saw the initial digging and forming..i thought he was fucked. not because he is unskilled or for a general lack of talent...not the case at all..in fact, i know he's a smarty pants, he had just never built a deck before and it all look a little overwhelming to me... well, a couple weeks later, with a trip to vegas in there as well where he won a bunch of cash playing poker...the deck is done...and it looks great. good job. now comes the landscaping and clean-up...
jessica also got her new coolerator shirt last night and quickly changed into it for a picture...
at the shop mikey has been trying to get our new lathe all up and running but it's an electrical nightmare...stepdown transformers, new switches, metal shavings in the gears...not so good...i'm staying out of it ....
went went to voltage last night for a little party action...for the new release of the latest version of the kid robot dunnys...the garbs met me there and then we headed to topanga for a well deserved dinner...i have been scared to go there because i was to have fixed the neon sign there last week and haven't been able to get by there..so the sign doesn't work now..and i feel like an asshole..this weekend i'll be mr. fix-it...i think.

g. xo

jess rocking the new coolerator shirt



matt checks out molly's ass..



the deck...nice.

nice bike buddy...

so yesterday i had to drive over to kits to pick-up some x-rays i had done of my ankle-they need them at the catscan place up at UBC...i also dropped off a couple more Coolerator shirts along the way...more happy kids...even that blithering hayseed donbull got one...i had to give one to the drooling little fella...
anyhow..outside the office on broadway was this motorcycle...i'm not sure how he/she did this to thier bike but...nice work...

more later on...i have nothing to report at this point....

g. xo

point roberts you're my lady!

well, it was almost rubber glove time yesterday in point roberts, washington... i had a small window of time near lunch and had to go pick-up the new lawn order/coolerator shirts in richmond and Al had some seatbelts he had ordered come into point roberts so i thought..."i'll go get 'em for al..."... all went well until i fumbled my way through a shitty story at the border...now let me preface this by saying i have gone through that border crossing possibly thousands of times....literally. and have been busted once before when i was 17 or so with cans of beer. yesterday was the next time...long story short, they threatened me with impounding my car and making me pay a huge fine if i didn't come clean-they knew i was guilty...so did i...so i came clean and they basically let me go after paying the duty....awesome lunchtime action...
got the new lawn order and coolerator shirts. i love 'em. the kids seem to as well. i'm not sure if i've ordered enough but i'm doing my best. fawn was the first to get her new coolerator shirt and she rocked it for me in the office over her work clothes...i needed to see one on...looked great. i've handed out a few more and will let a few more fly today.
had some fish and chips at olympia last night with garbs and mishi. are they gonna have to change their name? i hope not...but it's right across the street from the biker starbucks at thurlow and robson...after all these years i still don't get that action. every night during the summer there they are...hanging out all night, in their leathers, bike harley's and frappocinos....all fuckin' night. then they ride home. seems like a great reason to buy a 35,000.00 motorcycle.

have fun today.

g. xo

mishi and garbs sport the new coolerator duds...



nice work renee... she drew the coolerator image..



marcy rocks the new coolerator look all the kids will want...

new shoes, bashed in hoods and snacks on main...

so i bought these new New Balance shoes to help my ankle...they're yellow and mesh..i know, they're a little wacky..but last night i was verbally assaulted by both the queen and the network about them...they are so comfortable and really a great well made shoe...so they're a little off visually...are they that bad? really..i don't care. i love 'em.
jojo had a little accident yesterday in her acura rsx...got up close and personal with a dumptruck near her studio. nice. now it's off to the repair shop for the poor thing...good times...
the queen and i went to main street last night and had a snack-or i had a snack, she just had coffee, at soma. jo met up with us and then they started in on how bad my shoes were/are...and it went on for quite a while...there was no mercy. thanks. i'll remember that...
i got and e.mail last night from rosa del chihuahua regarding my new shirts-the coolerator shirts and the new lawn order re-order...so for those of you who have ordered lawn order stuff, you should see it very soon..and to those of you lucky enough to have ever riden in the coolerator, you will be getting your shirts soon as well-you know who you are....

i'm just spreading the love...

g. xo

oops...



main and broadway(ish)



more oops..



are they that bad...?

as the former king of kits...

raine lemay...eric's kid-enjoys the bike...



yesterday was actually relaxing, kind of...i only had the one day off this week and had to use it to get shit done but had some time to sit and relax...i started off by buying some new shoes at the new balance store on robson street...i had to. i am getting a catscan done on my ankle in a few weeks but need to treat my feet a little better anyways so i though i would try this...and i bought the loudest color they had...actually it was the show the dude at the store recommended due to my probelm so...loud yellow shoes it is. they feel great and have a mesh top so the air runs through them...it's pretty cool, no pun intended...i hope my feet like them..they better for the cash i had to lay out for these babies..
after getting those on i walked across the street and bought a couple rod stewart cd's i had been looking for...atlantic crossing and a night on the town...good times.. although i didn't listen to them until much later in the day as i'm still pretty into the new ladyhawk cd...but when i did get around to listening to atlantic crossing...it was great...
then i headed over to kits and had coffee with daisley who i haven't seen in a while as he's been working like a freak as have i...it was great. we watched people try and park and then watched people drive away because they didn't know how to park. then i ditched him and headed up for a little walkaround of fourth ave...i didn't get far as i ran into my good pal matt in front of westbeach...i regailed him with stories of idiots and others, talked rock and roll-because he's a rock and roller...and then i had to get moving-i actually thought i was holding him up...he's a busy man, he doesn't need me keeping him from his rounds...
(i should point out that i forgot my camera in the car so....imagine what all these guys look like...)
then up fourth i went....then i ran into don bull of all people...we chatted, i told more stories, gave advice and instructions and we had a few laughs...at our expense and others..then he went home to be don bull.....
in zulu i chatted with brady, a guy i really like..even though i think he just tolerates me...he's far smarter than i could ever be but i like having discussions with him about the state of indie rock and why all these young skinny indie dudes are rocking the goofy moustaches...anyhow..i left so he could get back to work...love that guy..
then it was up to meinhardt for a sandwich...no adventure there, just a good sandwich...i had no breakfast so i needed something...then to choices for for groceries for the week..no adventure there...
then after getting home for a few minutes i had a shower and went and grabbed the network on my motorcycle and away we went for dinner...just regular nothing special sushi and then ice cream ay casa gelato...i had none but watched others eat their fill...i saw a guy on an old bmw motorcycle and then he saw me walking towards mine....as it turned out it was tom wren, a guy from my past and present who is a pal of mishi's as well..he had just bought the bike off shail and was looking good on it...i didn't, at first, recognize, the rider on the back of his bike but it turned out to be leeanne from the flower factory...i'm not trying to jump the gun but, if theose two are dating, wow, there's a wacky-in a good way-pair...
then i took the network home and i went home to bed...i was done...and then i slept in late today and was late for work...oh well....it's only a movie....

enjoy the pics...

i love you

g. xo

and woodards moves along...

saturdays goodness....

so it's the end, or close, of another fine day...corie and i had to work and are still actually workinf..i think we're outta here soon..he'll have to put in some hours tomorrow before they head up to whistler for the week...who's gonna water his plants?

we're off to the cirque tonight..me, the network, garbs and mishi...i have to admit i tried to bail on it but i got too much greif from the kids so i'm going...maybe i can catch a nice nap while i'm there...my body has gone into shutdown mode and i need a lot of couch time tomorrow i think...and coffee...

have fun...

g. xo

mishi and garb's building...looks good around the magic hour...

fuck you kaws!!!!

why?
thanks kaws...thank god i'm working some overtime tomorrow....actually i think these are strictly for sale...not as good as the other kaws action...garn the flipper!





g. xo

ding dong baseball's dead...and joel is a freak...

so last night was the death nail for our Loser Baseball...we met there as per usual and as per usual, we were the only ones...we told a few stories, i got dissed for liking ladyhawk and other assorted bands-i am so uncool....but i'm getting old and can only keep up so much anymore..i like what i like...and feel no guilt...someone there called it shittyhawk...yikes! i still like it. so i just want to thank keith for trying so hard to keep it afloat and the rest of the boys and one girl-the queen of the universe for coming out and trying as well....and cassidy, her daughter for getting us all excited that we had a ringer and never showing up again...it was fun, i enjoyed it.
thanks keith. thanks derrek, rob, scott, mike, sandwich, jennifer, cassidy....

ok..on to the rest of the news...well, there really is none...we're all losing our minds at the old show...shooter...what a mess...so fuckin' busy all of a sudden. i'm spending money at an alarming rate...i could be feeding small villages in central america for months and months with what i've spent today alone...fuck it! we're building a movie carwash instead....!

more details later...enjoy the stupid pics...

g. xo

brady hits a home run...of sorts

the garbs and i took the zulu records recycling in the week or so ago and brady made good on his end of the deal by throwing a couple musical bits my way for the good deed....was that a run on sentence?
i grabbed the new p.j. harvey tour dvd which is pretty good all things considered...corie has it now and will give it the once over and then i'll pass it on to someone else to enjoy...but brady also gave me the ladyhawk cd to try out...i would never have thought to get it...i'm digging it...a little palace brothers, silkworm, my morning jacket and the jam...brady probably just windged whe i said the jam but you listen to pocketknife on that album and listen to the swing in that song...town called malice...pocketknife...both have a lot of swing to them..anyhow...i'm endorsing this album...

check 'em out...

http://www.ladyhawkladyhawk.com/

office bitch like no other

one hell of a good secretary.



i'm an office bitch or secretary, if you wish. that's what i am. what i've become. i tend to others needs and whims. i order stuff, keep a record of stuff ordered, keep excel sheets, order more stuff, keep the office kinda clean, make sure shit gets delivered-then i go home.

it's awesome. i really don't mind my job so much. i work with good guys, usually, and get it all done and get paid ok-not great when you consider the hours, but it's fine in that regard. what i hate is the condescension. the fact that most everyone, but not everyone, thinks this is all i can do. and i know this is a common problem in the world, pigeon-holing people into one specific area and never letting them out. i have that problem. and i'm not sure how much more i can take of it. working in film is probably the worst job in the world for people treating each other like shit and then just carrying on like nothing happened.

increasingly, i am becoming more and more of an asshole, and not because i want to be one. i am short with people when they have done nothing-today i was snappy to corie, a guy i love like a brother, and i feel very badly about it. i do. i care about how people feel but i am often not treated with the kind of repect i give out. and i'm taking that to heart and giving it back the way it's given to me. fuck it. why should i give a shit? i don't anymore. and i feel myself giving less and less every day. but what am i gonna do? really. i have worked myself into a corner and there's really no way out-or none that i can see. go back to school? nope. and what for? to be a teacher, a nurse, a doctor, a lawyer? huh? nope....i have thought about going to work for the city. hold a sign as people drive by. stand near manholes and look down at the guys fixing the sewer mains. sounds ok sometimes.

i'm ranting today as i have had a shiteater. things were going great guns until around 1:30 pm...oh well...

good times.

g. xo

***edit***

just to put a lid on this thig... i'm felling a little better now but...it comes down to ending up somewhere you never thought'd you'd be...ever. i was a reasonably smart guy in school and felt i was destined for something...i've talked about this before. and i ended up here. sure, i have a lot of responability, work very closely with others and the big boss and if i fuck up i can set off a chain of events that can really fuck a day here. yet, i sometimes, often, feel like the lowest man on the pole and feel regarded as such...oh well, i guess.

and it's one, two....

john was a hell of a player and an all-round good guy...even with only one nut.

check it out.... http://www.bigfool.com/kruk/


three strikes yer out at the old ball game...could be kids. as we have been getting such shitty turnouts to Loser baseball every week we may have to shut it down...keith and derrek were talking and this is their decision. tomorrow could be the last night for loser baseball...so if you've ever thought about coming out tomorrow would be the day. wednesday 7 pm...strathcona park-i think that's what it's called..the big park off of prior near casa gelato(ish)..just look for the ex-indie rocker dudes and me-the big fat guy...

g. xo

nice shoes lady...

sunday was actually kind of relaxing..well, for at least an hour...i helped move a couple of things, ran an errand or two, took care of corie's slacks and gave a little computer advice...i'm tired..i need a trip or something...i need to get away from my cell phone...
ok..enough of that.
i went by jessica's to check on the deck progress..pics below...it looks like they're getting it all done...but what a fuckin' mess....
mishi showed me yesterday as well how her shoes will fit right inside the garbs shoes...big feet on that guy...
i have nothing to report except that it's a bit of a shiteater here today at the old salt mine...no good can come of today...
oh well..

g.. xoxo

nice...





some shots of stuff on mina's desk... i rummaged through all her stuff and then took pictures...