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music rewind: Powderfinger
This weeks rewind: Dream Days at the Hotel Existence this album is a gem. no really…it is. start to finish, this record keeps you glued…especially if you have a great pair of headphones to appreciate good music (i highly suggest Sony MDR-7506’s…professional cans still used to this day by the pros). it runs like a well-oiled machine and it’ll massage your earballs, i guarantee it. its too bad the…
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walking on a thin line. #blackandwhitephotography #dtyeg
“This young man sits on the side of Empire Road in South Africa and instead of begging he provides book reviews. He collects all these books, reads each of them, and provides reviews for people passing by. If you like the review, he will try to sell you the book. This is how he makes a living.”
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Sunday morning I'm waking up Can't even focus on a coffee cup Don't even know whose bed I'm in Where do I start Where do I begin. (at Edmonton International Airport)
broken bones • dead dreams
All those yesterdays.
Athlete Profile-10 Quick Questions Or More with Shannon Lust I had the opportunity to interview and photograph the multi-talented Shannon Lust a little while ago in Spruce Grove, Alberta...in the last year, she decided to get into fitness, and had lost over 100 pounds in the process. Even more, she decided to go hard in the paint-trained intensively for the Alberta Body Building Association Northern Bikini competition this last weekend. Here's what she had to say beforehand: Kirk Morris: Go ahead and tell us a little bit about yourself...! Shannon Lust: My name is Shannon, I am a 30 year old single mom, I am doing my masters degree in Counselling/Psychology, and I'm a high-risk use specialist. And now, I'm going into the world of bodybuilding... KM: What was the catalyst to get you essentially into fitness? SL: I did not want to turn 30 years old and be overweight anymore, so I decided just to go for it! KM: Future goals and aspirations...? SL: To make the jump from bikini to Figure, and be heavier and more muscular... KM: Most challenging feat you've had to encounter so far in bodybuilding and in life...? SL: In life, overcoming addiction and homelessness. In bodybuilding? Just accepting the fact that I can do anything with my body if I endure pain. KM: One trait about yourself that you're flat out proud of? SL: My resilience. Period. KM: If you could tell people any tips for getting fit, simple nutrition, what advice would you give people out there? SL: Just eat right and just fuckin' do it! Endure the pain and go for it! I am living proof that anything is possible if you just go for it! KM: Any hobbies? SL: Love to ride my Harley...working out and eating! (laughs) KM: What would and has inspired you to keep going in fitness in the future? SL: Knowing that I can put my body thru anything and achieve goals that I have set-and plainly put...I want to be bigger. I think I'll always wanna be bigger now! (Laughs) KM: You told me that you have a daughter, what is the one quality that makes you so proud of her? SL: Oh there's so many qualities that I'm very proud of when it comes to her...she's such a beautiful soul-she's kind, gentle and she just shines! KM: Going back to nutrition, any go to foods you would suggest to people? Vitamins? Supplements? SL: Go to foods? Lean proteins and greens. Clean carbs, and just daily vitamin supplements...that's the best advice I can give to you. KM: very cool...Thank you very much! SL: You're very welcome!
Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep Moonlight spills on comic books And superstars in magazines An old friend calls and tells us where to meet Her plane takes off from Baltimore And touches down on Bourbon Street We sit outside and argue all night long About a god we've never seen But never fails to side with me Sunday comes and all the papers say Ma Teresa's joined the mob And happy with her full time job (at listen to an old heartbeat)
"Slave to the Grind-aka-Heavy Hangs the Head that Wears the Crown..." -The difference between working and hustling- Work. It's the one constant in our lives that drives us to make our sad, pathetic, capitalism mindset to provide for our basis needs to survive this day in age. Hustling. Loving what you do for a living and getting respect from your peers in the process. Money, Cash, Hoes as Jay-Z would say... Story. I used to love to drive...still do at times actually. Driving would clear my mind, make certain conflicts disappear in my head. Depression would float away, and the road would make me feel right at home once again. As time marches on, things change. I now have my own family, I have a beautiful wife that is my best friend, and two "furkids" that I love to bits. The road is the separation and the divide from my family. Guess that's what they call love. I love my family and it hurts to be separated for long periods of time. The "job" of being a professional driver has become full circle to me. It is a job once again. An occupation at one time that I didn't call a "job" because I loved it. I've climbed all the mountains, and explored a lot of terrain in the last 12 years. If it wasn't for my current employers (who I consider family I might add), I would have packed my bags and left the transportation industry a while ago. But I'm still here. Still trucking. Providing for the ones I love. And searching for that light at the end of the tunnel...I may have found it in photography, only time will tell. I love it...I carry a time machine around with me, and I gotta admit...it's pretty fuckin' cool. The moral of my story is-find something you love to do, life is short. If you love what you do for a living, kudos to you-keep on keepin' on. If you have that feeling that you are trapped, stuck in a rut and aren't going forwards at all-find a way to get going again. Find your passion in life, and grip it with both hands. And don't let go.... Wake the fuck up and live.
If yer a music lover like I am...go check this lads' podcast on SoundCloud-very very entertaining material. And now there's 12 episodes to....Man vs. Radio, go listen kids, you won't be disappointed! #choons #talkhard #wrdasfck (at don't take me for granted)
Vegas I love you... You never disappoint. You never stop being a great teacher of what it's like to be alive. Las Vegas is an enigma to me-it's a spectacle in the middle of fucking nowhere. Disneyland for Adults. And for the life of me I don't know what parents take their children there...don't ask me why. It's the last place in the world kids should be at-especially the strip or Freemont Street. I guess if you grew up there it'd be a totally different ball of wax-but from the outsiders perspective, it can be a dangerous place to play. I can remember my first time to Sin City-I had travelled there for one of my closest friends stag (term used in Canada for bachelor party)...showed up at McCarron International at 10pm at night and it was 112 degrees outside in August. Try to imagine walking out of a freezer and into an oven. It wasn't stifling by any means, just throws you off guard for a second. Anyways, the fellas and I decided to check in at the Palms and proceed to go to the rippers. One of the guys who knew Vegas quite well said, "I'll take you b'ys to the Walmart of strip clubs-it's called Sapphire. It's the United Nations of pussy!" Fuck did I laugh hard...but he wasn't kidding-when we rolled in there, there must've been 40 girls dancing in and around the club. It was insane...for a single guy it was nothing short of paradise. Titties and ass as far as the eye can see. It was nothing like I had seen before. By the nights end, I think I spent close to a grand in private dances, drinks and tips. It opened up my eyes to what else Vegas had to offer too...never seen the Strip before-and for a kid from prairies in Alberta it was beyond majestical. Mind you, I was drunk about 90 percent of the time, but I'll never forget it. (The parts I do remember, anyways...) That and gambling-never set foot in a casino until then too...what an education. I can definitely see why people lose their lives over the addiction. Even at one point in my life I was heavy into sports betting, knew the ins and outs of what to bet on and how to cash in on parlays. It's a rush-keeps you wanting to risk more and more. Been back there now about a half a dozen times since then and it never gets old...except for the Click-Clackers and street vendors trying to sell you trips to the Grand Canyon and the Hoover Dam. The street performers and artists always grabs my attention, always hustling for yer money and entertainment-Vegas was built on that. Entertainment. It's also a photographers paradise too-especially at night with all the lights...it's quite literally a circus. That and inside some of the resorts and casinos, the amount of detail can be astounding. More pics to come soon folks. I'll be writing more and more here (or at least try to) in the near future. I find it therapeutic actually. Cheers, Kirk
Lord of the rings.
I'm turning into a wine-o.
Throwback to a time where @whiskey.fever tattooed my ribs...still my favourite piece to this day. #tbt (at autumn on drugs)
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Today was not a good day....
