Valley of the trees (Taken with instagram)
No filter mountain day (Taken with instagram)
#snowday #jasper #alberta (Taken with instagram)
#downtown #yeg #scum (Taken with instagram)
An we start from scratch (Taken with instagram)
Bring out the Kleenex or Puffs (but honestly, who the fuck can afford Puffs these days).
Don’t mean to get all mushy with ya’ll, but it really is dope to realize what can happen in a year and how much you’ve changed and grown. Example: haircuts, damn homie, I’ve had a lot of terrible ones this year. Thank you Linda for saving me.
Appreciation - that’s what this year’s NYE was about, unlike the drunken sleep on a rooftop in -20 weather episode last year.
So, without further ado, Mr. Mercado and I have compiled a few songs for you blokes once more. These jams are to be enjoyed as follows:
Let’s start this post off by saying - Rashida Jones and Zooey Deschanel.
Aight. Righteous. Anyway, one of the most gut-wrenching things I’ve heard this year was from two portfolio managers saying, “you don’t have enough drawings in your portfolio”.
So this is probably my last piece of art in 2011 (that I’m willing to share on Tumblr). It’s my “fuck ya’ll” to end all.
Smith Westerns, Willie Nelson and the Rolling Stones helped me get through this one.
It’s New Year’s Eve and everyone’s popping up with Tumblr 2012 to-do’s, bucket lists and New Year’s resolutions. Optimism, it’s all fine and dandy, but it’s always nice to keep the big aspirations to yourself.
Mos Def did say, quiet dog, bite hard.
Share the simple resolutions, but keep the rest for the end of the year when you’ve accomplished it all.
And speaking of buckets, don’t get stuck with one this year, keep them guns blazing folks. Or soakin’. Super soakin’.
I’m thinking of making family greeting cards with this photo, it’s priceless. Being the youngest sucks, you get stuck with the bucket. Motha fuckin’ tabo! (and no, I wasn’t trying to spell taboo)
Extra wide, extra gangsta.
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