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I’m really loving this series. I don’t care what anyone says… this is true hockey.
(Source: mathieuperreault, via hockeyandthepursuitofhappiness)
Olivia Quinn Burns, my beautiful daughter. She’s so curious about her world and she loves looking at me.
Laying on the couch/bed in the hospital, waiting for my little Quinn to arrive. I’m watching Dark Shadows.
Soon after the Hossa goal Brunner tied it up for the Wings! 1-1
What a nice trick… great goal. Up and over.
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Faded Grey - Dollars and Sense, Reunion show.
This video you can see me in very easily, #23 JORDAN!
Grew up listening to this band, great reunion show. Las Vegas, Roadhouse. Throwback Tuesday.
Over My Dead Body - Be There. Che Cafe, Last Show.
I have a video laying around the house somewhere with this whole show on it. I miss the Che Cafe and all the shows attended. This was by far one of my favorite shows. Throwback Tuesday.
Shockwave - Ultimate Doom, Facedown Fest 2005.
This was one of the first shows I attended when I returned from Iraq in 2005. Somewhere in that pit I lost my mind. Throwback Tuesday.
I Rise - Long Road To Redemption, For Redemption, 2008.
It’s so hard to think in this world, when your mind is clouded by anger.
I search to find some comfort and piece of mind.
But it’s hard when day after day it’s the same (it’s the same).
Are we living, are we breathing, or are we all doomed from the beginning.
To wander this sick fucking world.
No direction so full of aggression, and hostility, no humility.
And when it all ends, what will be of me?
Will I go to that wonderful place or fade away as just a memory?
Alone, rotting, dead.
When the world crashes down, will you look back with regret, or will you be happy with what you’ve done?
So easy to regret not so hard to forget, all the times that you’ve tried and failed.
Life, love, lost, blood, growth, wealth are weighing me down and it’s so hard to think, it’s so hard to let go.
Wandering down this road.
I Rise - The Wolf, For Redemption
And we search for acceptance, like were craving blood.
Trying only to fuck, No care for love.
Can we try and chance our ways?
Or will human nature take its course again.
The wolf, inside.
I am stuck between who I am, and what I aspire to be.
Bo Burnham - Oh BO.
Woot. Rofl. Woot!
“Arpeggio.”
