winter song

i attempted to play sara bareilles and ingrid michaelson's winter song...although i'm not capable of dueting with myself, haha.

autumn walk

fall has officially arrived. i've pulled out the mittens and scarves, and even some boots! today amy and i went out for london fogs and a crisp walk. and since we're both so photogenic, here are some pics ;)

.play.

i was playing around on guitar so i thought i would showcase my (lack of) skill yet again. mostly cuz i like these songs. even though they are clearly not ready for public debut.
check out colbie caillat, ingrid michaelson, and james blunt for the original brilliant quality works.
p.s. t johnson this one's for you. even though you were not my first love, hahaha.

.for my favourite dirty pirate hooker.

wish you could have been there sarah!

.videos.

recently amy and i went for a bike ride and picnic in prince's island park, and we discovered this amazing dancing roller blade man. i had to stop to dig out my camera and video him because if i'm having a bad day i can look at this video and it will make me smile.



i just bought myself a mac, and so i decided to take a video of myself playing guitar. it does a great job of showcasing my weaknesses as a musician. especially because i used a pic, and i normally don't, so all my mistakes are amplified. that being said...enjoy! haha



the last video is from my birthday. i decided that to celebrate a quarter of a century, i should smash a plate. there were some who doubted my ability to break the plate on the first time *coughbrentoncoughmeeracough* but i had no problem.

.i love the beauty of the impossible.

photo taken on big hill, northwest territories
june '09

.monsters and grace.

a raging sea dinosaur
roars up out of my imagination and
soon my arms and legs are curled up in unrelenting tentacles
which begin to
s q u e e z e
s q u e e z e
squeeze
oh so tightly!

how do i get loose?
my breath quickens in short gasps
now being dragged under the sea

somehow, i feel calm in the murky green abyss
my hair floating around me
and then
i see my unmoving body
as if from a distance
clenched in the grip of ever-tightening tentacles

suddenly
the sea dinosaur releases me
with a loud groan.
i am back in my body, thrashing for the surface
my lungs desperate for air
head above water
my feet soon touch bottom
as i near the shore
collapsing on wet sand
chest heaving damp wind

i glance back to see a sword flashing
loud crashes coming from a flailing sea dinosaur
appendages blindly sweeping
searching for danger
but missing the source
a clever otter dances around the dinosaur
wielding effortless yet fatal strokes
as the power of the sea dinosaur
d i m i n i s h e s
d i m i n i s h e s
diminishes
until the pieces of its lifeless body
sink
s i n k
s i n k
to the bottom.

i am saved.

.winter walk.