Monday, 25 March 2013
Thursday, 21 March 2013
Tuesday, 19 March 2013
|My father on bass drum|
Jammed briefly with Dance on Sunday as well, in a Merciless Shrikes session. We did Country Roads. Good tune.
|Luke, I'm your father. Noooo!|
|Melted maple butter in the snow|
|CAR! Street hockey is the best.|
|Guiness in the morning|
|The egg station|
The next day, less than a kilometre down the road, an audacious helicopter jailbreak occurred. I had nothing to do with that shit, but it sounds cool.
|'Special' hot chocolate and leopard-print - the manly man's way to fight the cold|
Plans solidifying for next month. Heading to islands. Full of birds. All day, every day. Booyeah! Irie, too.
Sunday, 17 March 2013
Wednesday, 13 March 2013
Tuesday, 12 March 2013
I will eat a Halla Bong on Jeju again. Onje? Cheel wol. Amado.
Here are my musings on Halla Bongs from exactly two years ago. Almost. http://harfangperdu.blogspot.ca/2011/03/loves-me-them-halla-bongs.html
|Dance's scuttling shorebird delivery|
|Nice hat, I approve|
|Studying the dino-globe|
|The classic. Up the Jeju!|
|Balls-fitti. Yeah, those are some great balls!|
I wore my extra-special lime-green Jeju bowling hoodie to go bowling here in the 514. The Rose Bowl hasn't changed a bit since I was young - smells the same. Anyway, the hoodie worked, I still had some of my Jeju bowling form left in me.
Jeju. I've been moaning about how much I miss Soggy, and I'm always comparing things to Jeju. Especially poor second-rate Geoje, which never measured up to badass Jeju. Maybe I should just...go back.