I scored a few days off of work, so I've been drinking a lot of beer. This means that poor Dorian has shuttling and scuttling my fat ass around town since I've been in no state to drive.
Anyway I've always liked the home movies that OANST shares with us, then fucking Pilot did it, so I figured what the fuck, why not, here we go. So we went out to some remote beach and I pretty much video taped the whole drive. I only stopped to drink more beers or make Dorian pull over so I could piss. Fuck the open container laws.
What was cool about this beach was that we drove through the forest[s] for what seemed like days and then we suddenly came upon the ocean. It was like coming to the end of the earth. I guess it's technically just the stinky Puget Sound instead of the real live beach-beach, but it works in a pinch.
Then we went to my Mom's house. She lives out in the woods and there are bears and deer and raccoons. She has a lot of dogs. The big one is mine.
I feel as though this blog is lacking.
As far as my new friend goes, I don't know his real name, or what he actually looks like. When we meet, he covers the lower half of his face with a bandana. All I know is his Moniker, which is Ceph. He tells me it is short of Cephalopod. He's a young stickerhead/wheatpaster on a mission to brighten up the county I live in, and I can dig it. What we have is a Peter Parker/Spider Man relationship in the making, except we are actually two separate people. I am not Ceph. Seriously. A few people in town have already made the mistake of making that assumption. While I am affiliated with the man, we are not one in the same.
Anyway, he's fighting urban decay and sprawl and really just anything he doesn't find aesthetically pleasing by stickering and wheatpasting these god damned adorable cartoon squid/octopus things around town.
Right now he's sticking to bridges and underpasses but he tells me he has plans. He wants media coverage. He wants cephalopod domination. I just like the color. They're like smiling [sometimes not so much] octopus shaped flowers springing up all over town.
I am working on getting some shirts screen printed with his designs, but I'm a busy bitch. Not that any of you care. If you do care, I'll be interviewing and photographing Ceph and his work on a fairly irregular basis and hosting that shit somewhere or another. There's also some stuff on facebook somewhere. You can probably find it.
everyone of those dogs is fucking lovely. she must look after them well. the fallen/falling bridge on the beach was my favourite part, love to have a wander around that.
I know know this is a weird thing to say, but I always wanted to meet Dorian. I don't even know why, cos you don't speak much about her(except here n there), but i have this idea that she might be an awesome person....
Dorian is the best. I've always been up front about the fact that she's miles out of my league, even now that she has to battle with the ex-pregnancy weight. Not that I find her any less gorgeous, but she wants to be slim again and blah blah blah.
She puts up with my crap, quirks and obsessions and I'm not really sure why. She could certainly do better. I wish I could say she has low self esteem, but I often borrow confidence and self assuredness from her when I'm low.
Dorian has only seen me without a beard when we were in high school. Luckily she remembers not.
You're lucky... But I guess so is she. You sound like you really love her, and that's kinda rare in guy/girls nowadays. It always warms my heart when I see genuine couples.
Yeah, beards ARE hot. it's like a face blanket. That's why I kept the window cracked in the video. Feeling the wind blowing through my beard is mighty fine.
It's funny to see the wind actually blow it because it's so thick though. Instead of the individual hairs moving, it's like the whole beard just shifts.
Keeping warm in winter was one of the key factors in me growing long hair and attempting to grow a moustache. I look stupid in wooly hats and I'm sick of my lip cracking in winter.
Keeping warm in winter was one of the key factors in me growing long hair and attempting to grow a moustache. I look stupid in wooly hats and I'm sick of my lip cracking in winter.
Your avatar looks like Stanley Holloway because of the moustache.