Dear Diary,


This blog starts with me getting married. There's my beautiful bride with her bride's maids.

Just a random Polaroid. Blurry photos are cool. I'm feeling the blurry thing right now.





Hotel Belamar

Morrissey is taking a break from the music thing to build an Olive Garden in Manhattan Beach.
Chemo stories next week!

Lots of stuff.

Dear Diary,

A lot of things have happened in the last month. I moved, found out I had cancer, and today I'm getting married.

The doctor had to write "Yes" on my left side, so he knew which side to remove the tumor from. This was on "Go Skateboarding Day". I had surgery and spent most of the day passed out on the couch.

When I got feeling a little better, Karlee took me to see Kami, Lee, and the Weenies.

Lesbians at the library.

I went to the Orem park with Dave and Weston. Dave slammed getting gnarly. You can see some more photos of it on unicornlove.

Also, last night Matt threw me a bachelor party. We went to see Yo La Tengo. I didn't take any photos of the party really but Matt, Tilt, Dave, Weston, Nait, Chad, Spacehawk, Sean, Kirk, Kade, and Ryan all came. I also ran into Taylor and Juanita downtown. I need to be better about blogging people I run into.

Today, I'm getting married to Karlee. We're going to LA tomorrow for vacaish. When I get back I start chemotherapy. If anyone wants to visit me, I'll be at Cottonwood Hospital in Salt Lake the week of July 30th-August 3rd.

Dear Diary,

Lots of things happening lately. Karlee and I are getting married in July, I've officially moved to Salt Lake, I got a new job (I'm doing the same thing, just in Salt Lake now). Thought I better update. Here's a few randoms from the past month or so:

I skated with Matt Wanlass.

Saw this at the Pie. Tilt I miss you.

Karlee's emo picture.

Seth Danner and EZIZ. I love expired film.

Sean Ferrell.

Dear Diary,

It's getting harder and harder to get Medium Format film processed. Especially slides. I still process my own black and white but I love shooting color too. So, about two weeks ago, I decided to come out of the 1990's and buy a digital camera. I thought I could use it for shooting skateboard sequences and for those few times I'm on a short deadline. I tried it out yesterday with this:


Just for any haters out there who say I've sold out and I should be still shooting film: I also shot this trick with the Hasselblad on Black and White film I will process myself. I also will continue to take bikerides with my Yashica T4. I figured it was time to be well rounded in this photo thing and learn the other side (photoshop, RAW files, shit like that). Please feel free to email me hate mail if you're really mad about my decision.

Dear Diary,


I went to visit my dad and Malinda was housesitting this guy. His name is Wiley. I told my dad he should get a dog like this when he retires and carry it around in his purse. He could be the Paris Hilton of Southern Arizona.

Karlee tried on this dress at the DI. She was looking for an Easter dress. Toga, Toga, Toga. Animal House anyone?

This was pretty much the bro'est thing ever. To make things worse it was parked at Best Buy. Maybe he was buying a new Ipod so he could fit all his Jack Johnson and John Mayer in one place?

Bonnets. Easter Sunday.

If you can't tell the sticker says "Sean Paul". Epic or Sad?

Dear Diary,

I went to the Grind to see a show last week. Sean and I had "Leica Night"

This weekend was my birthday. I turned the dirty thirty. My sister took us all bowling.

...and on Sunday, Karlee and I had a picnic.

We went to Denny's with THE DANNER. From now on, I am proclaiming Seth has moved from Danner Status to THE DANNER. Yes, Seth is that epic these days.

Lastly, some old SJ shit:

Ant Black breaking shit. This is pre-beer, by the way.

The Pierce Street Strangler (Nick Vela's knuckle, Ant Black's hand for size comparison only).

After paying $25 for a crusty deli sandwich at LAX....we went to an epic Mexican restaurant in downtown SJ. Half the cost, twice the food?

SEX AND THE CITY

Dear Diary,

Last night, we were trying to decide which Sex and The City character we each were. By we, I mean me and Issac. Anyway, Steff apparently already had this discussion at her work and ended up being Samantha because she's slutty (?). Weird. Anyway, we decided I would be Charlotte, because I'm pretty much a prude but I have a secret perverted side. I couldn't decide who Issac would be. I thought, "well, he's works as a promoter so, he's like Samantha that way but he's not slutty....he's not bitchy enough to be Miranda, and I'm already Charlotte.....so that leaves Carrie." Carrie's a good fit for Issac because he's kind of a celebrity. Also, we decided that Seth would be Samantha....just FYI.

Carrie Bradshaw...er, Issac as Winnie the Pooh.

Oldish stuff.

Dear Diary,

Some of this stuff happened over a month ago. I don't have interweb and didn't know what to do/when to post:

Lucie has her emo face on (but cuter.)

I went bowling with EZIZ while Karlee went home for Christmas.

I went to the bar to play pool. Seth and I decided that Jagermeister must mean "holy deer" in German.

My dad took me to a McDonalds that had full sushi bar decor. It didn't feel like a McDonalds at all (except for the awful food)

Then, to make things weirder, they didn't have Ketchup, they had Mexican Salsa.

More recently, we took the girls to PetsMart. Moibs doesn't like it so much. It makes her nervous.

And we went to see Digital Black play (this happened two nights ago....the only recent thing in this post.

Dear Diary,

It's been a while since I updated. Here's a few things that happened in the last week or so.

I went to see Steve Swift play at The Grind. Please notice my apparent lack of caring for exposure, focus, and composition in the above photo.

More people should take heed from Mabel. Her love for mankind is astonishing.

I was watching the Ellen Degeneres show and saw this little kid with a rattail who was playing classical piano. It was truly a life-changing experience. He seemed to be the missing link to bridge the gap between NASCAR fans and Opera fans.

Dear Diary,

Tilt was nice enough to invite me to the Vegoose music festival this weekend. Tilt was also responsible for obtaining a photo pass for me.

Here's how it worked. I got to be in the "press pit" for three songs. I got to be right next to the stage taking photos. Band Of Horses played first. The guy next to me had a name badge that said "Getty Images" and two huge digital cameras. I had a Polaroid Camera. When I unfolded my Polaroid to take a picture, he just rolled his eyes at me. It was a highlight for sure.

I'm not a real photographer. Don't call me that. Again, real photographers use digital cameras and have photos published for the masses weekly. I like to take pictures. They don't. It's their job. To hell with exposure and focus. Let's have fun.

Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins rule by the way. Their show was one of the highlights of the festival. Also, to the guys from the Independent who thought Built To Spill sucked..."Those who can't do...review." That's all I have to say about that...they played "You Were Wrong", okay? That's all I needed.


Band Of Horses

The Yard Dogs Road Show.

Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins.

Boring Update.

Dear Diary,

Kirk seems to think that the most epic picture I ever took was of a dead bird. This isn't that picture but it's a dead bird nonetheless.

Lucie has a problem with chewing through people's underwear.

Katie that works with Kami wanted a birthday picture of Karlee. It was Karlee's birthday like three weeks ago. I really suck at this updating shit.

Tree down!

Dear Diary,

This blog starts way back a week and a half ago in Salt Lake City.


Lee and Kami's yard fell victim to a microburst or something and the trees were tipped over.

Karlee's friend got married and Karlee was in the line. I take good wedding pictures don't I?

We also saw Steff! She watched Benchwarmers with us and I went to the wedding with her.

Then, a couple of days ago, EZIZ and I went bowling. They played Jimmy Eat World and IZ complained about the music ruining his game. He scored pretty well in spite of the situaish.

So, I always wanted to be one of those hardcore street photogs who took photos of homeless people but, I'm a little timid about the whole thing. I figured out the perfect line to approach people and tested it on some sad kids. I just walked up and said, "Excuse me, I'm blogging here," took the picture and walked off.

"Guess what? Now this is happening."

I want to get a tattoo of this because I think it would make me look a little more thuggish.