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Signs as Chris Lilley Characters

Aries: Jonah Takalua

Taurus: Ruth “Gran” Sims

Gemini: Phil Olivetti

Cancer: Daniel Sims

Leo: Ja’mie King

Virgo: Jen Okazaki

Libra: Ricky Wong

Scorpio: S.Mouse

Sagittarius: Blake Oakfield

Capricorn: Pat Mullins

Aquarius: Helen “Greg” Gregson (Mr. G)

Pisces: Nathan Sims

Little Life Update

Haven’t really posted anything new in a while. Life has been pretty crazy lately. I’ve been sober since the beginning of the year, got a new job, got engaged, have a baby boy on the way, and just purchased a home in the area I grew up in. Things are so much better than they used to be and I’m finally happy and healthy. Very excited for the future.

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I don’t know, maybe it was the roses All I know was I could not leave her there

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I have always felt that no matter how inscrutable its ways and means, the universe is working perfectly and working according to a greater plan than we can know.

John Perry Barlow (via observando)

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Weather Report Suite

Grateful Dead

11/11/1973 | Winterland Arena | San Francisco, CA

Winter rain, now tell me why, Summers fade, and roses die. The answer came; the wind and rain. Golden hills, now veiled in grey, Summer leaves have blown away Now what remains? The wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that’s born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing ‘til the waters all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Circle songs and sands of time, and seasons will end in tumbled rhyme, and little change, the wind and rain. And like a desert spring, my lover comes and spreads her wings, Knowing, Like a song that’s born to soar the sky, Flowing, Flowing 'til the rivers all are dry, Growing, the loving in her eyes. Winter grey and falling rain, we’ll see summer come again, Darkness falls and seasons change (gonna happen every time) Same old friends the wind and rain, Summers fade and roses die, You’ll see summer come again, Like a song that’s born to soar the sky.