“God, what a mess, on the ladder of success where you take one step and miss the whole first rung. Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled - it beats pickin’ cotton and waitin’ to be forgotten…. We are the sons of no one, bastards of young….” (The Replacements)
… Well I figured out one of the tracks going on my next mix CD. Totally revisited The Replacements’ “Tim” and listened to it driving out of Vancouver and onto US soil while I had a bonding time drive with my dad.
On another note, I took this photo with the Canon FTb and JUST noticed the closing sign on David Gordon shoes… WHAT THE FUCK! WHY IS IT CLOSING?!?! This store was totally my youth along with the Underground and Cheap Thrills. Where else will I get my engineer boots!? FFFFFFUUUUU-





























































































