Posts Tagged ‘cool’

They stopped on top a hill just outside Espanola. The car was packed with stuff but they squeezed me in anyway. They had started at Wisconsin and had just been hitchhiking themselves, across Newfoundland.  Apparently they acquired a car (I didn’t inquire) and were headed for Winnipeg.

The girl seemed tired but they guy was really friendly. Maybe too friendly, were they fighting?

There was a lot of stops at construction sites and I nodded off a few times.  The radio was droning away in a monotone, half AM talk-show half static, that no one was paying attention to, so I offered some tapes for them to choose from.  The girl chose my Mr. Bungle tape because the other side of it was labeled “Make Your Momma Puke Mix”, a mix tape a friend had made for me back in Barrie.  We listened to the whole Mr. Bungle side and they decided it was too weird for them.  I tried to explain the other side was a completely different style but they weren’t really listening due to their stop and go construction malaise.

As the grateful passenger I offered up full control of the music, my scissored and taped Pot o’ Gold chocolate box I’d fashioned into a compact, space efficient tape case and packed with used cassettes at a hock shop in Sudbury (I discovered I could fit in more by crammin them in upside down on the rightside up ones).  They chose Cypress Hill and played it side to side about five times until the machine inevitably ate the tape as we rolled into Sault Ste. Marie.  They apologized profusely but I didn’t really care.  I still had Billy Idol.  I offered the silver lining “Hey, now I got room for a NEW tape”.  They dropped me downtown Sault where I walked to a hostel as they went for dinner.  I ran into them leaving town as I strolled out of the hostel, baggage free-what a luxury.  Maybe I’ll run into them in Winnipeg……

This I wrote in Sault Ste. Marie:

Walkin down the Street

in my bare feet

Left my boots at home to cool down ’cause they were hurtin’ me

Hope you caught the irony

it’s what inspired me

To write a song about

the walk down to the

beach and back in agony


I like truckers.  More specifically I like riding in the the trucks and I like how they always take me real far.  This one was a cool old dude.

Old-timer, always talking about something thing that happened in ’59 or ’73 or telling clever little jokes like “I spilled spot remover on my dog and he dissappeared.”  He said it’s nice to have someone to ride with:  “I tell myself jokes but I’ve heard most of them.”  I like that he said ‘most’:)

We stopped for coffee in Whiteriver(?)  We told jokes and chatted away.  It was alot easier to talk in the diner.  The A/C in the truck was broken so all the windows were open and it was hard to hear.

Good man.  Nice friendly down to earth guy.  Just what I need after the last few crazy dayz…

We got to Regina but not before watching the skyscrapers fade right out of the sky way before we were even close to it.  I guess that’s the thing about it being totally flat out here

New Song!!!

Posted: January 15, 2009 in Uncategorized
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Check out my new song Bare Bones.  Careful, it’s heavy (you’ll wanna lift with your knees;-)

My girlfriend’s great and I’ll tell you why.  Every Christmas she gets real excited  and busts out all the decorations and cooks oranges with cloves in them to smell up the house and we watch It’s a Wonderful Life and White Christmas and Garfield’s Christmas and I joke that we have to watch Batman Returns and Die Hard I.  We walk down the street and see trees decorated and she goes “Look!”.

Before I met her  nobody cared about Chrstmas.  Not really.  Just my family and it was just a reason to see each other ’cause I live so far away.  But other than that there’s a definite backlash from the “cool kids”.  But as you really grow up, by which I mean the post-teenage type of growing up that teens and early 20 somethings don’t believe in,  you figure out the difference between ‘keeping your cool’ and just being defiant.  One’s important and one’s not well thought out.

If you think about, like, really ponder the consequences of everything, you should be celebrating everything you get a chance to!  Celebrating is good.  Feeling good, also: good.  It’s not really rocket-science.  And maybe it’s not “cool” because some can go “pshhh, Christmas sucks” and make you feel a little silly for getting worked up about it.  Personally I make it a point to be as silly as often as socially acceptable.  Cool people don’t get to be silly, only legitimately cool cats can pull it off and keep their cool without putting people down to puff themselves up.

So to wrap it up  (christmas pun;-), have as much fun as possible this Christmas, get into it, watch a heart-warming Christmas Special and sneak a sentimental tear while no ones looking, get some Nog going and just enjoy the feeling of it.  Keep your cool and be a little silly.

Happy Holidays