To commemorate me getting a cold, feeling like poo and staying in on a Saturday night, I've decided to post some photos of the 4th of July. AM and I were invited to NJ's cousins house for the festivities. Due to some family matters NJ was not able to make it, so AM and I decided that we both still wanted to go to the coast. We were told lots of people would be there. Well, that was not entirely true. It ended up being NJ's family and AM and I. They were way cool though. A free place to stay, more food than necessary and hundreds of dollars in fireworks. My only priority was to chill out and roast (inflame) tons of marshmallows. It was a good 4th.
It was the only shell of color. But why orange?
Pointing at living sea things. Yeah, I'm a bit dorky.
How does one truly enjoy/experience the Oregon coast? By wading in the freezing Pacific until you can't feel your toes and they turn bright pink.
What is that? Seriously, I have no idea. Is it a crab of some sort???
I'm attracted to taking photos of interesting looking dead things. This time, some beach creature getting eaten by sand flees.
Bonfire on the beach. Raging.
Prior to the torturing of marshmallows.
The last batch of fire blazing marshmallow goodness. Count 'em, 20 in total!
The Waukeena!!!! The place I will be calling home for at least the next year with fellow 12er ZB. It's beautiful and located in the classy area of Kerns. For those of you that don't know where that area is, well, it's the area that encompasses the inner east side of Burnside. It's also becoming quite the hot spot with places like Ron Toms, Noble Rot, Doug Fir, Le Pigeon, Screen Door, Old Wives Tale, Laurelhurst Theater, Voodoo Too and a whole slew of other cool places. I'll be right smack in the middle with some of my favorite spots being within 10 blocks on either side of Burnside. Score!
The place itself is one of the coolest living spaces I have seen in a while. 2 floors, 2 bedrooms, 2 full baths (one with a tub, one with just a shower), 2 entrances (one on each floor), hardwood floors and nice newer burgundy carpet in the bedrooms, great natural light and the best part, a spiral staircase connecting the 2 floors. The photos below showcase the place and were taken off the property management website.
ZB and I move in, or rather, obtain our keys on the 14th (1 week). We'll both be sleeping on inflatable mattresses until we find beds. Anyone want to go bed jumping to help me find the perfect one? Shit, we also need a couch.... Among other things.
It's just one of those days. The kind when you get a phone call and all of a sudden your world goes from potentially good to pure shit. The kind of day that has you wanting to hide yourself away from the world and be as invisible as possible. The kind of day where your heart sinks and your confidence dwindles. The kind of day where your dreams of the near future faces a challenge that one would think shouldn't be challegned. Yes, today is shit.
Which gets me thinking. The other day, I was watching some show on my laptop, and the main character made an interesting observation: " 'God' put us on this earth, decided to make us struggle through life, and then takes us back whenever he wants." Now I'm not religious or god believing at all, but for some reason, that line spoke to me. It's true. Why is life a struggle? It shouldn't be. Humans are greedy fuckers, point blank. You look at other species, especially mammals, and you see how everyone eats at a kill, or is taken care of. True, there's a hierarchy, but the point is, even if you don't get the top pickings, you still get something. Humans, for the most part, could care less. It's get as much as you can, and fuck anyone else. It's pure shit.
But you know, I'm in too much of a piss mood to continue this argument. I'm going to drown myself in the shower and then make uber important phone calls and obtain valuable information from the past 2 years. Oh fun, just how I wanted to spend my Friday. !!!!!! FML !!!!!!
I lost my battery charger for my tiny Canon point and shoot (I finally found it yesterday), so I decided to take out the good ol' Nikon 35mm I got when I was 14. I don't touch it nearly as much as I should, because everytime I do so, I remember just how in love I am with it.
To celebrate the revival of my 35mm, I brought it along to the Serious Business concert on June 23 at the Hawthorne Burgerville. Yeah, you heard right.... I went to a concert at a fast food restaurant. And guess what? It was AWESOME!!!! And Serious Business are quickly becoming one of my favorite local Portland groups. You should totally check them out.
I've shot two rolls so far. The first roll, to my surprise, had been in my camera since last February/March, and so it was a little faded. I still like the results, as it almost seems fitting for the SB show. Old look/feel, yet completely modern.
Early 2008. St. Johns. The old casa: Early 2008. Jordan Schnizter's koi pond fence. Work. I rebuilt/tied the fence together. Serious Business concert and night to follow. Hawthorne Burgerville. Roots Brewery. SE 11th and Alder. June 23, 2009. **Serious Business is going to be huge one day. I want them to perform at my place once I move in (hopefully mid Julyish) as part of something I thought up today called: "Concerts in the Kitchen". Wouldn't that be rad? Por Que No. Hawthorne. Margaritas with NJ, AM and GS. NJ was sparkly. June 27, 2009. **There are more photos to come once the roll is used up.
First and formally, I would like to say that my compiled debt as of the age of 25.5 is less than $500. So why the title? Well, because I'm looking to get neck deep into debt. O.k., realistically, probably not that high. But since I've barely gotten my toes wet, and the soon to be W+K12, I am forced to wade into unknown waters. Research has gone surprisingly well today and my day has turned a little brighter as it started as shit. Thanks are in order to two friends who are loan gurus and offered extreme words of wisdom and the two credit unions I'm associated with thanks to my parents. Things might work out smoothly after all. A few more phone calls and some paper work, and I should be well on my way to a radical year.
Of course, loans are not the first route that comes to mind when thinking of large lumps of money. Obtaining a sugar daddy. Maybe even a sugar mama. Heck, at this point I figure one can't be picky. I have no idea how I'd obtain one, or if I'd really even want one. The idea just sounds nice.
I guess it doesn't matter really, as long as I'm set and good to go, I'll be fine. Sugar daddy/mama or not. OH! For those of you that don't know, or haven't heard, check out MGMT! They're in my current rotation, along with Open Happiness (yes it's the Coke theme song, but shit, I'll be there soon enough), The Avett Brothers, Tracy Chapman, Lucero, Rancid, and a few others that I can't think of at the moment. Maybe that means there on the way out.
Kids! Forewarned, this song will stick in your head like two fingers glued together with ultra super glue. It sounded like a good idea at the time....
