Ernesto means flood in rain.

torrential downpour!

This is what happened today in front of my house. I didn't go to work and walked around in it up to my knees! Luckily my own life and automobiles close to me were spared.

Damn, Sam (I love a woman that rains).

An anniversary

is "an annual observation of a past event."
Today is an annual observation of the first post on this blog, (for better or worse) and in case anyone has had earplugs and blinders on all day it is also the anniversary date of the Hurricane named Katrina.
cheers! (i suppose).

Getting awesome in Cape May, NJ

Okay, Summer is officially over for me. I went to the last summer wedding yesterday and it was beautifully insane and insanely beautiful. 11am ceremonial love vows of Rorica (Rory and Jessica) on the beach...


followed by sweetness and sincerities under a tent with food, drinks, friends and family for several hours (there was even a "MoonBounce") Eventually the reception erupted into drunken mayhem; fueled by boxes of Margarita King and a HoHo Wedding cake. The only relief from this came in the form of the waves of the Atlantic Ocean for about an hour, but not before the newlyweds enjoyed a horse drawn carriage ride through the historic neighborhoods of Cape May...


After some more time passed we even managed to get a little skateboarding in right before dinner.





Newlyweds on Beach Ave.

Finally, the last call of events, was a bar called "The Ugly Mug." I only had one beer and Rachel and I walked home exhausted, in bed by 12am.


Addendum: There are undoubtedly so many more photos are out there, here are some of Tyler's...

Lyrically speaking..there's not much better

Shadows are falling and I've been here all day
It's too hot to sleep time is running away
Feel like my soul has turned into steel
I've still got the scars that the sun didn't heal
There's not even room enough to be anywhere
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well my sense of humanity has gone down the drain
Behind every beautiful thing there's been some kind of pain
She wrote me a letter and she wrote it so kind
She put down in writing what was in her mind
I just don't see why I should even care
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

Well, I've been to London and I've been to gay Paree
I've followed the river and I got to the sea
I've been down on the bottom of a world full of lies
I ain't looking for nothing in anyone's eyes
Sometimes my burden seems more than I can bear
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there

I was born here and I'll die here against my will
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there.

Bob Dylan has a new album coming out next week called Modern Times and I'm gonna buy it.

okay, i lied.

i will still post things.

blogg

All apologies (seldom, occasional and earnest) readership, the Internet has not been as close a friend of mine recently, as you may be able to tell...

i'm moving on for awhile without the dabblings and dalliances of bloggings. well, maybe. at least for a bit, while i recollect and regr oup.
in my time away i found out that i could actually live without the Net and that the constant flow of "info-tainment" as a compulsive netizen, was probably not all that good for me anyway. you inevitably lose out on other things.
oh, but before i go a big congratulations for a year of MostlySkateboarding! ConstantCompanion celebrates a year in one week, exactly. is it weird to celebrate blog birthdays? probably.
(blogirthdays, blogdays, blogoday,) oh well.


bye till when...
?

I got married yesterday.

NOw, I'm off to MExicO till next sunday.
bye and love. thanks to all...

b&r/ash

ENTP

I'm an ENTP according to the MBTI. Am I speaking CODEspeak? No, not really, but maybe if you aren't familliar with the Myers-Briggs Type Indicator test. Either way, heres your chance to learn. I went to a seminar on the subject the other day at work and gained some valuable knowledge on the subject. You could just take the test here if you like and stop reading. It only takes about ten minutes. It asks questions like, "Are you more likely to trust A) reason or B) feelings? Do you tend to be more A) deliberate or B) impulsive? Do you tend to A) take deadlines seriously or B) see deadlines as elastic?" Those questions are scored in a sensible fashion to determine which personality characteristics more favor you.
According to the characteristics frequently associated with my type (ENTP) I am, "Quick, ingenious, stimulating, alert, and outspoken. Resourceful in solving new and challenging problems. Adept at generating conceptual possibilities and then analyzing them strategically. Good at reading other people. Bored by routine, will seldom do the same thing in the same way, apt to turn to one new interest after another. They constantly scan the environment for opportunities and possibilites. They see patterns and connections not obvious to others and at times seem able to see into the future." More about the "Extraverted Inuition with Introverted Thinking" personality type (as an ENTP is often referred to as).
This all sounds so grand and pompous, but really, they all appear to be written in such a way; to highlight the positive things and the strengths of each personality type. And, although it's not 'all true, all the time', the assessment has been statisically proven to be fairly reliable despite it being a theory based test. I think it's pretty interesting stuff and maybe you will too. Have fun learning more about yourself and those around you.

Destination: WestCoast

oh,,,THE arts.>>>
Unitard. WestGhost.

Eddie and Derek in a place called LA, mounted on walls, artifacts special and monumental to dedicated time. Absorb the feeling, talk, look and be loose. Then go home and think about maybe what you can do about your life in a representational format for others to admire. Sleep on it.

oh televisions!

Nam June Paik American, b. Seoul, Korea, 1932 - 2006 Video Flag, (1985-1996) 70 video monitors, 4 laser disc players, computer, timers, electrical devices, wood and metal housing on rubber wheels. 94 3/8 x 139 3/4 x 47 3/4 in. (239.6 x 354.8 x 119.9 cm) Holenia Purchase Fund in Memory of Joseph H. Hirshhorn, 1996 (96.4 )

Girl with Ice Cream Cone, 1963

I figure it might be right to write again; not right as in right, but write as in neccessary. 10 more days; countdown to the biggest day of my life, one of those big "life milestones" people talk about.

WayneThiebaud

August one, back again, blogging just to blog again. Perhaps its been too long, awhile, not long enough, don't write just anything, don't you have something to say, where are your brains? Why would I start a blog? I've got nothing to say. (As a recent commenter said, "Don't talk about it be about it.") I'm 'being about it.'
The format or style of written broadcast has changed to reflect extreme verbosity and overusage, redundancy and fecundity. i want to go totally unhinged again. i want to write howvvver i wnt tooo. i will do things differently. maybe only when i when i when i when i when waunt to. maybe you will only see the madness for the next ten days to come. then i will leave the country for awhile and hope to come back. a big break from all the is known and routine for me. full meals, beer in the morning, skies all day and open ended silk afternoons with no big decisions or heavy burdens.

oh yeah, and TwoNine was a blast this year, although i do think it's getting a little big for its own means and purpose. Maricel documented it well...
abc def ghi jkl mn o p q r s tuv wxy z.

argh.

get inspired?

I need to be writing more, just been busy living...
I will leave you this, to reflect on, from a good friend of mine's blog...

"Someone asked me today if I still kept a blog, to which I laughed and said NO. They responded that that was a shame, because they thought it was good for me, and that I was a good writer. I don't know about either of those things, but maybe to an extent they're true. But what do you write about? What do you not write about??- That's the one that always did me in.

You write about anything, but you write it as seen from your eyes, from your perspective, and you don't pussyfoot around it, you don't soften it, you don't name names, you don't be malicious, but you don't lie. And you gotta make them laugh every once in awhile, or else they'll just keep on browsing. So maybe I'll give this thing another try, hop back on the horse, stop worrying about the reactions and just be myself. And whatever they take away from it is up to them."

A kiss before I go

A short clip of Ryan Adams and the Cardinals playing "A kiss before I go" last night at NORVA.

Birthdays are signs of vitality...

and so a picture of me today
Brendan, aged 28, this day in 2006, tries to grow a beard and look sophisticated while at the same time holding his reputation for occasional lasciviousness and disorderly conduct; balancing the perceived successes of life with the persistent anxiety of purpose and calling, he fools many a friend and foe. Nevertheless, at the close of day, he supposes a happy stance on it all.


...and these, just for fun.

A night out in rural Suffolk.

The calm before the storm...




Dave's best 'blue steel'


Billy Jean is not my lover.

Enjoy the life...

Enjoy the life...
Originally uploaded by marciakd.

I now live in a deliberate and thorough way. A well thought out, intentioned and orchestrated way. A disposition that comes to most of us, I imagine, at some time or another. I no longer can remember how I used to be. I like things how they are now, but also wish for things to be different sometimes. Life is like that I suppose. You can have one, not the other and the other with the one, but not the other, or vice versa and versa vice. Everything works out in the end. Well, sorta…

I understand that time is immutable and almighty, the same for everyone; but I want to grasp it and be at ease with its unsuitable effects. I wonder when and if that will ever happen. I do remember a time when I was free, and I would walk about and have these pretty little thoughts. These times come and go I suppose, with more down the road, I’m told.

Why must we always analogize life with a road anyway? Why not a field, a desert, parking lot or a stadium. A valley with peaks and plateau’s seems so much more fitting.
Life has been good to me, overall and always, and for that I thank my lucky stars.

some slender rest

"There is a certain monotony about mankind. Most people toil during the greater part of their lives in order to live, and the slender span of free time that remains worries them so much that they try by every means to get rid of it. O Destiny of Man!"
-"The Sorrows of Young Werther" Goethe

ystrdys nws tody (prt2)

oh limeade! how i love thy sweet sweet taste!

Getting on in the city

For you regular Lifehacker readers, this might be second hand news, but otherwise, I thought this was pretty funny stuff for a quick look (click the picture for bigger viewing).

Rules of the road: (1) No raking women with your eyes; glance quickly and respectfully. (2) Offer to share a taxi rather than fight over it. (3) Babies in strollers get right-of-way—until they abuse it. (4) Still no ogling girls—c’mon! (5) And skateboarding, are you kidding me? (6) Not everybody loves your dog as much as you do. (7) No bicycling on the sidewalk unless under the age of 6. (8) Pedestrians can die of secondhand smoke, too.
(Photo: Photomontage by Peter Rad)

Full article here.

Another interest...

"The fatal metaphor of progress, which means leaving things behind us, has utterly obscured the real idea of growth, which means leaving things inside us."
-G.K. Chesterton

This quote can be found on the opening page of the book above, which depicts in graphic detail, the troubles that lie ahead of us, as an "industrialized world built on cheap energy" falters. As the in-sleeve tells us, "Industrial civilization is in big trouble and the American people are sleepwalking into a future of hardship and turbulence."
After watching the "End of Suburbia" the other night, I was led to check out a couple books cited in the movie on the central issues of the documentary. Though it is doubtful that I will get through any of them, I find them suitable for browsing and an overall awareness of some of the problems we are undoubtedly going to have to face in the future.

The Long Emergency is written by James Howard Kunstler, a rather radical, but intelligent and perceptive, American author and social commentator.

ystrdys nws tody (prt1)

Amy and Rich, as depicted in acrylic, anniversary present, 2006

The Drunkards Two

and newlyweds too...


homeward b o u n d.