i don’t feel

i don’t feel much like blogging lately. i think it’s because i was blogging a lot for the last few weeks and burned myself out on it. for the last several days whenever i have checked in here, i’ve felt bored and annoyed, like i was just here out of some sense of obligation.

of course, that’s no fun so i’m making a point to blog less until such time as it starts feeling less forced.

however, there are a few things i want to get off my chest before receding into the abyss once again.

#1. i saw in the news that comedian kathy griffin posted a photo of herself holding donald trump’s bloody head. i don’t really care about this either way, but then i saw that old rocker ted nugent called her picture “downright vulgar, obscene and a genuine variation of a death threat.”

this is coming from the same guy who said barack obama could “suck his machine gun” and hilary clinton was a “worthless bitch” who could “ride one of his guns into the sunset.”

what a fucking hypocrite. it seems like lots of politically active people want to say incendiary things, mock people who take offense and call them “snowflakes,” and wave a flag for freedom of speech — only to cry foul when someone with a different opinion says something similarly inflammatory. it’s a bunch of bullshit. everyone should get some thicker skin, go ahead and talk shit, and not take offense when anyone else talks shit. then i’d never have to hear crowds of hypocrites calling each other snowflakes.

#2. last night i saw a well-dressed middle-aged guy, gassing up his very nice all-wheel drive volvo. his car had an “i [heart] vancouver island” sticker on it, and one of those annoying thule roof rack-mounted cargo boxes. he clearly thought he was a hardcore islander.

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you know you’re a wannabe outdoor enthusiast when…

then he tossed an empty plastic jug of windshield cleaner in the trash can and drove off. i wanted to say, “i see by your car, sticker, and cargo box you’re a real outdoorsy type, so perhaps you’d be interested to know that plastic like the jug you just tossed out is being found by the ton in teeny, tiny pieces throughout the guts of fish and birds in even the most remote regions of earth. since you’re so rugged and adventurous, i thought maybe you’d like to help preserve what’s left of our rotting world by recycling that fucking jug instead of tossing it carelessly in the trash.” but instead, like a coward, i said nothing, and now i hate myself as much as i hate him.

#3. i have been thinking lately that when i’m at my most depressed, i wish i would just die and get the shit over with. conversely, when i’m at my happiest, i wish i would die so as to go out on a high note. i basically think there is never a bad time to hop off of this ride. i mentioned this to riley and he responded that this philosophy should be written in a breezy large print bestseller and promoted by oprah. i thought that was funny.

#4. i went into a lee’s famous chicken and then a tim horton’s yesterday to get junk food for a wedding party. both establishments were filled with the most wretched human vermin: hunchbacked, confused white trash; toothless drunks; mute yet incredibly rude and dismissive ESL students. it occurred to me that perhaps bill and i should go for dinner at lee’s chicken and then wash it down with a double double and some tim bits sometime, and soak in this rich cultural experience that the cowichan valley has to offer.

over and out.

fuck ’30 seconds outdoor cleaner’ and every other bullshit easy clean method

i just saw a commercial for this shit.

it says it’s super easy, just spray it on algae, mold, whatever, and then rinse it off. so easy! and it’s biodegradable and environmentally friendly!

…just put the pets away when you use it, don’t use it near swimming pools, and don’t use it near drinking water. that’s according to their FAQ. but it’s still totally green.

horse shit.

i wanted to clean the siding on our house last year but didn’t want to use gallons of bleach-like chemicals like this 30 seconds shit. i did lots of searching online for tips but there were so many contradictory opinions — use bleach/don’t use bleach, use a power washer/don’t use a power washer, spray this crap on a let it sit for a day but only if it’s really sunny and hot out, etc — that in the end, i wound up hiring a guy that my in-laws recommended. he wound up being awesome. he was really informative, did it way faster than i could dream of doing it myself, charged way less than i imagined, and guess what he used.

nothing but water and a really long brush.

Washing balcony glass safely and effectively using 100% pure water is not only safe on the environment – it’s safe on your property, and our window cleaning professionals.” — fuck yeah.

he said there was no substitute for elbow grease. i fell in love with him instantly, obv.

so let walmart keep their toxic cleaners that make false claims about being 100% safe. if they can melt mold and algae in seconds, you can bet your ass you wouldn’t want to drink them. i’m getting that same guy to come clean our house again this year.

btw, the guy who cleaned our house was named chris and his company is called window viper. i highly recommend him.

fuck sunlight/summer fun

went to the fish ladders on the koksilah river today with a good group. me, jenn, calli, mark, dana, rachel, amanda, matt, greg, rid, spencer, and julia. i think this was probably the earliest in the summer we’ve ever gone and it was still fantastic. the pool wasn’t in full sun until about 2 but it was dynamite after that. i brought my thrift store swim goggles and checked fish mania out. standing under the little waterfall and looking out while underwater was really cool, and the rock formations that lead away from the waterfall to the deepest part of the pool are really pretty too. the water was cold but it was hot as all hell in the sun so it was perfect. the fish ladders are one of my fave places on the whole planet. i’ve said a few times lately that it’s the kind of place you would read about in lonely planet while on vacation, hike out to and think “HOLY FUCK THIS IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL PLACE I’VE EVER SEEN” and take a million pictures, but because we live here and have gone there a bunch of times we can end up taking it for granted. i love it though and actually do believe it’s one of the most beautiful places in the whole world i’ve ever seen. i could sit there for hours just looking around and dipping my ass in the water, going under the waterfall, jumping off the tall rock occasionally. so glad we’ve started hitting it a few times each summer in the last few years, it deserves it.

got home and brought in the laundry from the line, one of my favourite tasks. for the most part, i hate summer sun. it’s so fucking unforgiving, just scorching to be in for more than a few seconds. however, i love morning and evening summer sun, when the temperature has dropped and the sun gives off the perfect amount of warmth. that’s just a jim dandy time. so bringing in the laundry tonight in the cool air and warm sun was wonderful. it felt like an old memory, like i was living a moment i’ve seen in a faded photograph from my dad’s old photo albums or something like that.

jenn’s going to burn in the forest for the weekend. i’m working all day shifts for the ambulance for like 5 days straight while she’s away, and going to see the cult on friday with kristina at fucking ‘rock the shores’. never thought i’d support such a horribly lame loser rock fest but the cult are playing and i’ve been nuts about them since i heard ‘electric’ back in 2005 or so. they totally believe in rock n’ roll, 100%. you can hear it in their quintessential rock riffs and ian astbury’s “oh yeah yeah yeeeaaahhh OW whoah yeah now come on” interjections. they’re serious about that kind of stuff, and i love that. no irony to them at all. that’s ballsy and awesome. going to watch them and then turn around and hightail it out of that shit hole. really pumped for it.