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rb | west end | twenty
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time on my hands, money on my mind. school, work, and smoke = daily grind. do or do not, there is no try. i quit talking to god when he wouldn't reply. now i pack my blunts with the tip of my rosary. i am what i am, not what i'm supposed to be. stress is far away when loved ones are close to me.

i write when i can, and live when i don't. my weed habit is a lot more controlled than i let on. i like making things with my hands and have a strong appreciation for the little things. i love telling people stories, especially when mary jane is present. one day, it'll all make sense

- life's blunt, so i roll it

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MONTEZ HAHAHA
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minimalmovieposters:

Freaks and Geeks by designbynickmorrison
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This is about to be one of those nights where I’m going to spend a few hours getting high and blasting music from my headphones

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cabinporn:

From Wayne J. Lutz:

Our water access only off-the-grid floating cabin on Powell Lake in British Columbia, Canada. We live here in all seasons. We also have a floating woodshed and garden.
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Music for Life, or: Why I Maintain a Funeral Playlist

Since the 12th grade, I’ve kept an ever-growing list of songs I want played at my funeral. And this is not a mental list: should I ever happen to be robbed and killed in my West End Winnipeg neighbourhood, assuming that my phone is not stolen, you can find a memo titled, “Funeral Playlist” detailing song names and performers.

The “Funeral Playlist”, now eighteen songs long, includes everything from 80’s ballads (Bonnie Tyler’s Total Eclipse of the Heart) to modern blues rock (The Black Keys’ Little Black Submarines) and everything in between (Sunset Rubdown’s Mending of the Gown). For some songs, their inclusion is primarily for nostalgic purposes: rapping along to The Pharcyde’s Pack the Pipe was a daily routine in my high school cafeteria. For others such as Lupe Fiasco’s The Coolest or Girls’ Hellhole Ratrace, their lyrics spoke to me in ways that I hope others will understand when they hear them at my funeral.

But most of the songs in my playlist are simply there because every time I hear them, they make me happy to be alive. They make me want to sing, they make me want to dance, they make me think of things like Summer, and they make me feel the same way I do at the exact moment I’ve successfully done something I was scared of immediately before. And I feel that it is these moments that make life worth it. 

Last semester, I told a classmate about my playlist. After her initial shock at my (hopefully) premature funeral arrangements, she told me that it was a good idea as, “most families have no idea what to do after someone dies. At least with this they have instructions and something to hold onto.” This idea has stuck with me since then, and I thought about my own reasons behind making my funeral playlist. 

For me, the only reason this playlist of mine exists is to give back to the people I love. I like to think that I live a life of happiness with simple joys and pleasures, and that these songs provide the soundtrack. If anything, I want these songs shared with everyone at my funeral to make them feel happy in a time of grief. 

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Batman by James Jean

Perfect
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get the lakers out they swagless!!!

netscapeshawty:

ayyyy lakers outta here man they gone. thank the bball gods i cant stand how swagless they are. why they have to be on tv with all that lack of swag its bad for the children. kobe jersey same jersey steve harvey would wear. bynum got grey hair and act like a baby he is not a goon he just has temper tantrums. pau gasol smooth look like castaway with a bball named spalding. spalding falls into the ocean and he cry like a damn baby. he cry like they lakers fans are crying right now. ronald doesnt really have swag either he just crazy mentally. who has swag here steve blake? kobe jersey is fuckin 4xl. who else play on this team they swagless get em out

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