It has been raining here today. I swear to you right now. Life is at its trippiest point so far for me. I just can't explain it. U2 last night.. I had a moment while taking in a song in particular. Show details, and apparent "moment" coming as soon as I can. If I've ever credited myself on my free lance passion for writing.. I'd probably tell you that my next post will be my most personal credible piece of writing ever. There are no secrets, and nothing to hide. If you know me, you know that I am who I am. No matter what. So I invite you to possibly get the same goosebumps I had last night.. And to possible have a little piece of the vibe I got from a life long story. Take care for now.

All the best Oprah! We love you! Miss you Streetsmokes. Miss you Willy. Come home. Come home Carlo, we miss you.

Squeemish Vacation 2011

Alright, so there is something that was left out on part of my Las Vegas rant. Our first night out there we all took in by utilizing the roof top club in our hotel RIO ALL SUITES. It was an amazing night, and everybody has a great time! Cheetham kept getting texts from Willy back in Canada. They were going back and forth basically saying how shitty it was that Willy didn't end up coming. He's been working out of town. Cheetham then comes up to me and says in these exact words. "F*** man, I wish Willy could have made it, I feel bad for 'em..". The night ends and we all some how end up in our hotel rooms safely. Here are a couple photo's of our first night.





Day 2: Our second day began quite light. We got something in our stomachs, and walked a few places, and had some drinks. It seemed pretty tame.

Day 3: We decided on the night of day 3 we would go back to the roof top Voo Doo Lounge/Night Club. But this time we would do it biiiiig. So, you know how the routine goes. Gym, tan, and laundry. I started this GTL shit! (kidding). We got ready, had some very stiff drinks, and were on our way. The club was insane, again. Everybody got super, super, drunk. I remember it vividly. Me and Cheetham were at the bar getting a drink. Then the texts start coming through, again. It's Willy saying how shitty it was he wasn't there with us. Then Cheetham was like relaying their entire conversation to me while the bottle gypsy did his cool bar tender moves. Cheetham, again started to say how shitty it was that Willy wasn't there as well. The last text he received was "well where are you guys partying tonight?". Shortly after that Cheetham and Chantel went to bed, as well as Hildy and Keshia. Then the unthinkable happens...

Willy comes walking up to our group beer, and beer in hand! SURPRISE! What a trip. The f***ing guy takes a last minute flight and trips the hell out of the entire group. All along Cheethams already gone to bed, ha ha. This was one of the trippiest things ever. It almost felt like it was a dream. What an amazing memory for such an out of their mind moment. Good times Willy! Here are some more photo's of it all.

Two of the best right here


J Roc seriously has some wicked dance moves. Nero's livin life as you can see.

There is only so much a man can take. There is only so much we can take each time day in, and day out. We search for this admiral figure that we're taught our entire lives. Depending on the state you're in.. you just become another number. Another thing in the world that follows the steps of the other same person in front of them.

I have the least amount of assets, and the least amount of a college degree. It just seems that no matter what is placed in front of me, I can walk around it. It seems like there is no wall too big to stop me. I will be eating a bologna sandwich one day, and the next a nice steak dinner. Money becomes such an idle. A definite necessity, but also a definite poison. Spreading through the streets as it is spent on endless substance abused nights for some. Addiction, and power for others. Also so much more for all types of lifestyles. Some don't even see it affecting them. Some think that with all the money, comes a content water front lifestyle. We will never stop spending, and will always need money. It's just sad how fast it burns through the holes of peoples pockets who absolutely rely on it for every moment in their lives.

Go ride a bike. Go for a walk if you may, and bring something to occupy the time further. How fucking precious is your life to you? How much does it really mean? Do you really know who you are, and what you stand for? Before you spend your next dollar on something, why don't you ask yourself if you're REALLY living your life?

I take the city transit, and yeah I get 10.75/hour. I have fun, and do things like any normal person. I know one thing. Ive made mistakes in the past, but its definitely not money that gets the best of me.

Send you home doctor'd up

There isn't a time when I write with-out listening to something. When I leave a link under with a song under the writing, it means I'm listening to it while writing. So why don't you do the same?

Back from that strange city that either leaves you broke, or just plain angered. I enjoyed my time in LV either way. It was nice to get away. The sports book was another reason why I will never have a good run betting on sports. We won't talk about that though. Lots of beer, and lots if cigarettes. I enjoyed every puff mom. Me and my friend picked up a flat of those tall Heineken bottles. Ha ha, and holy chit.. American beer is really FUCKING watered down. Its great for the hot weather, though. Anyways, these Heineken's made me feel like somebody dosed my brew with rubbing alcohol. I needed a wheel chair, almost. Feels great to be home on the other hand. I hate you Winnipeg, but deep down I love you.

To The Cheethams: I had an incredible time with you all. I hope we do this every year forever!

To Mike & Chantel: You guys were awesome to party with! Come time when everybody is looking for their flight home we didnt have time to say much. Stay the way you guys are. Success!

Free lance writing for life! Stay peachy.

Partial Tributes & Shout Outs

I've got friends touring parts of eastern and western Europe. I've got a friend who remains in the west coast, but resides in Winnipeg, MB. I've got a homey out in Australia for a year. People go places. It's been a minute for myself. I fell out of my travel phase about two years ago. I feels great to finally be able to do something again. I remember last summer when I loaned out more money from my parents and put myself in debt for probably the twentieth time in my life. I remember buying 6 packs at the corner with my close friends, explaining how I don't got the cash for cover. One year later I've worked hard. I've pretty much got myself out of a close $2500.00 debt. Do you understand how hard it is to be tied down everyday? Knowing no matter what you do at your 10.75/hour job you will still be in debt.. I do, I know how it feels. I'd like to take the time to throw a few shouts outs to people that mean a lot to me in my life but don't quite know it. RV, I'll start with you. You've done a lot for me man. All the late nights at 507 when I first moved in.. All the Nachos and cheese, all the beers you brought by, and most of all the money you wired to me when I was in the Netherlands. I appreciate it RV, and its always in my books. Your my good friend always and forever. Streetsmokes, your friendship is unconditional. I could probably talk behind your back and you'd still call me on a random Friday night when your super busy. I still owe you 100 dollars from a while ago, and I haven't forgot, I just really want you to know I appreciated that day when I needed a quick 100 cash and you dropped it like nobodies business. Lots of people who know Streetmokes know what I;m talking about. People can't even buy friendship like yours homey, respect. Jizz Juice I really want to say thanks for all the times you kept me steady. Thank you for helping out that one time on Burrows (you know what I'm talking about) I will assure you when I'm back from my trip you are my first priority. Me and you fell off Jay, and I don't know how we're gonna get back to where we were, but all I can do is hope. I love you man.

I felt obligated to write all of this because not normally do people have friends like these. If you don't know me, and you're reading this, then your probably confused. But if you have real friends, you will know what I'm talking about. There are many more people that have helped me along the way. But I can finally say that for once in my life I'm ACTUALLY doing good. I written a lot in the last year about my struggles, and thanks for listening. This is my story, these are my people. But the truth lies inside you.. Not your friends, not your family, only you. Only you can change. Nobody does it for you. If you want to fly, you gotta give up the shit that weighs you down. I love you all.

Rio All Suites

While I leave for long awaited departure, I show this. A great song. Enjoy yourselves.