Stolen Art

I stole this from Mr.Alex Knost's blog. I think it's quite old, but so relevant
Read this whilst having a drag on a cancer stick.
G x


do you smoke more than your parents?

its been in my face, its been around my lungs and in my lungs shitloads the past few years. Is it because im getting older and losing my innoscence? Or am I just hangin around dirtbags

DOES it MATTER?

I had two disussions on this subject with two very different people yesterday.
One with darren rademaker (close friend, further,tyde,beachwood sparks, ect).
The other one with some dude working for camel ciggarettes handing out free smokes at the echo...

Darren seemed to believe smoking is more popular than ever, at least amongst the kids, fans ,musicians, loosers and winners. What I mean by this is everyone that would consider smokin, is doing so and with out a care. the reason being people dont give a fuck, theres a sense of hopelessness in almost every aspect of the new generation. The obvious reasons....war, americans being hated, gas prices, record stores closing, a terrible goverment, parents divorcing, ect, ect. What ever it is, small scale to large truth is no one really cares. they still go through the motions whether theyre 16 and fucking around with myspace, or 46 and sittin in traffic...
people though content act in ways with a hopleless undertone numb and satisfied.

then the camel guy, as he handed me smokes i asked " dude bet youre busy"....he replied ya "free ciggaretts why not?" i then asked him if he thought kids smoke more now or say 10 years ago.. he confidently replied "every kid smokes now"..."they dont really care". I asked why? he than carelessly explained almost the same thing that darren did. Using the word "Hopeless kids " standin around... he said this world fucked why would they care about their lungs..


obviously this is a small nipple on the the giant tit of a subject ..im no expert in grammer or debate

just keepin it filterless-
go big kids


al

God Is Love

Nathan Adams

Nathan Adams Introduction from Almond Surfboards on Vimeo.

Nathan Adams, effing shreds to the shit house!
So smooth and classic.
Want to learn how to log?
Watch this freak.
G x

I Got Home From Work

I got home from work today, I lay down on my bed, and rubbed my chin. I have a large amount of bristles there. They aren't long enough or coarse enough to be beard, but not soft enough to be bum fluff.
So they are just bristles.
After rubbing my bristles, I had a look at my fingers, and they were covered in dirt and sunscreen, which together makes a black sludge.
I pondered on what the rather attractive clerk at the financial institution must have thought of me when I made a slight detour past there on my way home.
I cashed in all my coins today, I've been saving them since july, and I managed to save $210.15
It is now about to be spent on this little puppy.
I'll post some more pics soon
G x

I Just Dance The Way I Feel

Listen to: Ou Est La Swimming Pool-I Just Dance The Way I Feel.
I'm not arrogant, well I can be, but who can't?
Most people think I'm rude, or cocky, or something to that affect.
But I don't think I am, I'm just happy with who I am.
I know I'm not majorly attractive, maybe a little podgy, and to some quite repulsive, but I'm aware, and I'm comfortable.
I know I can be shy around new people, but it's the way I am.
I know I'm not overly talented at anything, but I have a lot of smaller talents, and I have my whole life to improve.
I know I'm not the most educated book on the shelf, but I can think in ways that others can't.
I'm not into myself, I'm just comfortable with who I am, and I accept where I'm going.
I have a plan, I have a purpose, I don't know what they are, but I will.
I don't know the secret to life, but I do know so many truths.
I'm not uppity, I just know who I am.
I care about you, just not what you think of me, like or love me, it's your choice.
So I suppose in a way, I Just Dance The Way I Feel.
Do you know who you are?
G x

I Also Feel This Way

Sometimes I can get extremely motivated and go on to accomplish great things. Other times I'll find myself sitting around the house for days listening to that ringing sound in my ears and doing absolutely nothing. Sometimes I believe that what I'm doing is going to change the world, and other times I don't think it will make a dent in my own city. I can be super positive and incredibly negative, all in the space of thirty minutes. There are days that I go into a convenience store and I look deep into the eyes of everyone around me and sincerely love them with all that I am. Other days I won't even look up at the casher.

Some days I get depressed to the point where I can barely lift my head. Other days I have a joy and peace that surpasses understanding. I get angry, insecure, hopeless, lustful,greedy, isolated, violent, vengeful and arrogant. I hate racism! However I'm a racist. I despise control freaks, yet I am one of them. I believe in love. I believe that God is love. Sometimes I still find myself hating people. I believe in encouraging people and I love to watch them succeed. Ironically at the same time I enjoy watching some people fail. I can be the most holy person I know and the wickedest person I know all at the same time.

When I look at a woman I see her heart. I also see her breasts. I can't imagine ever hurting a woman, but I've done it many times in my life. I respect women but sometimes I'm a chauvinist. I am an animal lover. I've also killed a bunch of them. The other day I stepped on a beetle in front of my house and I felt nothing in my heart as I heard the crunching sound under my tennis shoes. I think birds are beautiful and wondrous, but I laugh when one accidentally fly's into the grill of my car when I'm doing 95 on the freeway.

I break the law all the time. If no one is around, I run through stop signs, and go over the speed limit. I've even been known to tear off the label on my mattress. I'm the best parent I know and the worst. I never raise my voice to my children but I yell at them all the time. Sometimes I know they need to be held and I push them away. Other times they need time alone and I force them to be held because I am stronger. I think all children are beautiful, but there are a lot who are down right ugly.

I can be very spiritual and fathom all the deep things of God. I can also retreat to a dark fleshy place and stay there for hours. I know how to think from my heart and I am committed to being a heart person. I can also be the most heartless person I know. I gasp and mourn over starving children in other countries. I laugh at dirty jokes and sometimes make fun of people who can't help themselves. When I pray, I know He hears me and is with me. Sometimes I don't talk to him for a week straight. I believe in God. I'm an atheist. I know where I stand with God. I am more lost than I've ever been. I'm happy, sad, peaceful, disturbed, patient, angry, confident, insecure, pure, vulgar, loving, vengeful, hopeful and hopeless.

I am a Christian.

Sun Burnt

As he bent down to pick up the log, the shirt on his back rubbed on his extreme sunburn.
It was uncomfortable but it was all worth it, just to feel that log in his hands again.
Every time he picked it up, a feeling of joy and anticipation would come upon him.
Every time he picked up his log, it meant only one thing.
Logging.
As he strapped it to his car, his extreme sunburn rubbed once again, and again as he sat in his vehicle, and again as he put on his beaver tail, and again as he paddled for his first wave.
And then there it was, that feeling that makes all the discomfort and pain, all the grovelling in slop, all the wasted drives to the coast worth while.

G x