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speed.

so i got a heap of cool photo gear recently. photography is something ive always wanted to get into and never had the time or money to do it. but now, even though i still dont have the time or money, i have had a go at it! so i present you my first pic.

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taken on Canon 350D on a cold Cootamundra afternoon. Edited on my shitty MAC. I thought it was pretty cool. Hopefully more to come!

radelaide

so we went down to adelaide to play a show last weekend, was an awesome weekend, and i had a ball. we pretty much went from canberra to sydney, then flown from sydney to adelaide.

on friday night, we went out for dinner at this cafe owned by a guy called Pete. Pete was putting on this show and cooked up a feed on the house for us. it was amazing, entrees, then mains, and beers, did i mention it was amazing? after this Pete took us to this little bar called 'The Gaslight'. It was pretty much a bar that had a houseband, and any muso could rock up and jam with them. So us having a few drinks under out belts, we got up and played a few songs. It was pretty fun.

The next day I pulled up pretty bad, but not as bad as Charlie who slept until like 3-4 in the arvo.

That night we played at this place called the 'Highway Inn'. It was more of a RSL club type thing with a bistro and pokies room etc. We played in this function room, good turnout, over 100+ people there. Pete's band, Saly and the Hired Help opened the show, and then The Saucermen played. Everyone got into it and good times were had.

Then after we packed out shite up we had a crew go into the city and we went to this place called the Crown and Anchor. It reminded me heaps of King O'Malleys (for Canberra people) but with a more music driven thing going on. We had a few more beers and done some shots, and then got out grove on to this pizza place (note this is around 3am) we had a couple of pizzas and then some jugs of jack and coke, then i fell asleep. Woke up in this taxi that was dropping us all home. This was around 4.30ish.

Woke up amazing the next day and pretty much cruised around until we had to leave. Was an awesome time and im really really really keen to get back down there. Anyway here are a few things I think deserve a mention....

drivethru
driving around town i noticed that you can almost anything in drive thru shops, from newsagents to bottleshops, from hardware supplies to fruit markets, you can literaly drive up to them, someone will come out and serve you and your on your merry way. pretty awesome.

coopers pale ale
adelaide (and probably the rest of sa) are mad about coopers pale ale. i love it. its their XXXX to QLD, their tooheys new to NSW etc etc. Everywhere has it, and its cheap. When we left Adelaide at 8am, there were guys drinking it at the airport in this cool Coopers merch shop/bar. Its awesome.

beach
so we were pretty much walking around thinking it was the city, and then BAM! there is the beach. its awesome. having the beach, the city and the sticks all within 1 hour of each other is awesome.

lolly shop.
charlie and reckless got tattooed and while they did i had a roam around, and found this cool lolly shop that stoked all cool shit from the UK and America. They had pop tarts and dr pepper, heaps of lollies and weird shit that you just dont get here in australia. they also had Walsh's Grape Soda (for all the Entourage fans hahaha).

good: sophies cooking, pale ale, caps
bad: iphones, winter, dsn

theres no place like home.

back to canberra tomorrow.

canberra biggest iWANK.

"but it has a compass!"

good luck, and don't dare give up.

to drink, or to draw?

To drink, or to draw? To lay down, or to fight? When is enough actually enough? When is giving up acceptable, and when is it frowned upon? To fall, or to climb? To fail, or to succeed? To churn your guts for months undecided, or stick to your guns?

To point the finger or to pull the trigger?

Two years is a long time when you're skimming the serated edges of the curb..the gutter. Grinding your teeth on raw cement.

Grinding your teeth with the bums, the drunks, the junkies. Deciding wheather to excel, or give up.
Deciding wheather taking everything, and I mean everything, out of your pockets, and throwing it to the wind hoping perhaps that like a boomerang it will return bringing a voice more fortunate than the one which gave it such a low-key send-off.

Where do you draw the line? If you ponder for one minute the magnitude of failure, and the burden that comes with it; does that make it ok? Do you fall into failure like a hammock set up for the weak? Do you take those steps? Backwards in origin and lack of faith?

Draw your sword. Draw your fate with a permanent marker instead of the chalk you were given. Take two steps forget what brought you there.

This is hard work, dedication, faith, tears, depression, and glee.
This is grace; this is what we've become. A mechanism geared for forward movement with shrapnel in the works. It grinds and screams to be halted but still, we move forward. To quit or continue?

We strive to continue.
We strive for nothing short of total fulfulment. Hopefully each breath taken from here on in is a breath leading to relief.



good: big chilli, hot showers, poison the well.
bad: iphones, dsn, tomatoes