Monday, December 21, 2009

Tribute To A Fallen Friend.

I have a lump in my throat watching this.
People die every day.
Its a fact of life.
But not everyone has the opportunity to show a tribute the way a professional athlete can.
With that many people, all watching, their eyes on you and you alone.
To pay a small homage, and have it go so far, its an amazing thing.

This one from a guy everyone saw as a clown.
A joke around the league.
Chad Johnson.
Well done.

R.I.P Chris Henry.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Luge Is For Lugers.

Bold statement upcoming:
Melissa Hollingsworth is Canada's hottest athlete.

Thats right,
you heard it here first.

She's gorgeous and wears skin tight clothing.
What more could a guy ask for?




Saturday, December 12, 2009

Merry Fucking Chrsitmas Indeed.

Fuck Christmas lights.
Fuck the wiring that powers them.
Fuck the lightbulbs that light them.
Fuck the plugs that pull the electricity into them.

They are the stupidest part of the season.
I will never own them.
I will never hang them.
I will never spend another second of my life,
or drop of my blood fucking with them.

I hope the man who came up with the notion of them,
is rotting not only in his grave,
but in hell too.

FUCK THE LIGHTS.

You Tell 'Em Garrison.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Keep On The Brighter Side.

If there is one thing I'm glad for,
it's my amazing immune system.
However, the rare times I do get sick,
I can still find those positives.

Positives like:
It's an adventure every time you blow your nose.

Forrest Gump would be proud.

"Life is like a sick man's nose: you never know what you're gonna get."

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Anyone Up There?

If any of the deities are listening,

God
Allah
Buddah
Thor
Ra
Shiva

ANYONE

Please...

LET IT SNOW.

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Why?


Because I'm Dario.

Sunday, December 06, 2009

The Good Life.

We all know one picture is worth a thousand words.
Probably even more.
And while this one is missing one person,
(until he gets super-imposed),
I can only think of one right now:
Happiness.


Without a doubt the best group of friends a person could have.



For the rest of the nights love making go here.

Friday, December 04, 2009

A Little Something Something.

This year I'm going to be different.

I don't know why it's in my head.

But I'm in high spirits.

I think you'll be pleasantly surprised.

Simply because you won't see it coming.

Quotes.

From Futurama:
Season 2- Episode 9
Why Must I Be A Crustacean In Love?

"So you mean your species has to choose between a life with no sex and death?"

"Yes."

"Tough call."

Thursday, December 03, 2009

Refreshing.

Is it just me,
or is Christmas advertising way down this year?

I'm watching almost no tv these days,
so that could be a possible reason.

But it seems as though the maddening push by advertisers to "buy buy buy!" just hasnt manifested itself this year like it usually does.

I have to admit though,
that even if it is just me who hasn't noticed it,
it's extremely refreshing.

I might actually enjoy the Christmas season this year.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Stepping It Up A Notch: Vol.2

Tips on saving money towards moving out.
Tip #2:

Want to save money on food?
Its painful, but worth it.

When sitting down for a nice hot meal,
don't wait for it to cool down.

Simply inhale it as fast as possible,
and burn your tongue.
Your appetite will be shot, and eating made impossible!

This tip on saving towards moving out brought to you by:

A cheap (and dumb) mother fucker.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

A New Take.

Fucking BRILLIANT.
Nearly pissed myself for Animals part.
HAHAHAHAHA

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

It's All Coming Back To Me Now.

Sing the title to Celine Dion's melody

.......

Anyways.
Two days in a row of real work.
I mean physically exerting myself.
Its been 2 months since I last had to.
That's horrible.

Fuck am I tired.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Grizzly.


This is the last known image of me clean shaven.
August 9th, 2008.
471 days.
A new personal record.

Sunday, November 22, 2009

The Barney To My Ted.





I need a new wing man STAT.
This dry spell is becoming epic.
In a bad way.

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Say WHAT?


Let me get this straight:
people are complaining about seeing laundry drying on a clothes line?
Because it looks too "trailer-trash?"
And are enforcing it with fines?

WHAT THE FUCK?!

When did this happen to our society?
When did we become a bunch of overly-sensitive fuck faces?
To have to pass laws taking power away from people trying to pass fines for air-drying laundry.

Are we not in the middle of an economic crisis?
Are we not wasting more enegery daily?
Is this planet not in enough of a fragile state?

WE CAN'T AIR DRY LAUNDRY?!

Im sorry but I just cannot wrap my head around this.
It infuriates me to even think about.
Whats next?
No leaving your 1992 Ford in the driveway?
Too redneck for some I suppose.

This is a slippery slope we're headed down.
If this is the kind of shit thats going to continue to happen,
then all hope is lost.

Common sense really is dead.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Quotes.

From the movie Dodgeball:

"Well keep your chin up, there's someone out there for everybody."

"You think?"

"Absolutely.
You know in some cases, there's two somebodies for one person.
I like to call that the jackpot."

.....

That's the world I want to live in.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Still Kicking.

Forget that 3/4 of the band are from a former christian rock band.
This song got me through some of the worst times of my life.
Now it'll see me through some of the most crucial.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Disillusioned.

There is something that has been festering in my head.
And the more I think about it the more it aggravates me.

I fell in love with photography because a camera let me express myself how I wanted.
But a camera has its limitations.
I've learned a lot about how to work inside the confines of those limitations.
I'm no pro, but I do alright.

Im always on flickr looking at others' shots.
Im jealous, mad, upset that I can't make mine look like theirs.
Their colors, their clarity, their ability to capture it all.

All a fucking lie.
They don't take those shots with their cameras.
Sure they're great photographers, and they know their stuff.
But they doctor their shit up like I cannot believe.

Am I jealous because I don't know how to use photoshop?
Or because Im just not that good of a photographer?
Or is it because I refuse to falsify my shots?

Either way,
It irks me to no end knowing that the only reason their photos look so good,
is because they cheated.
It takes a lot of skill and knowledge to consistently turn out truly awe inspiring work without any major editing.
Im sure I could learn how to use photoshop.
But it would cheapen the creative process.
Take the integrity out of it.
And I will refuse it for as long as I can.

But holy fuck, am I jealous.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Ah-hah Sherlock, A Clue!

An answer as to why I've been feeling invincible lately:




The best season of the year is finally here.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Lost.

So I'm a wee bit confuzzled.
Maybe even unsure.
Why, do you ask?

I spent about 4 years of my life wanting nothing more than to be 23.
I don't even know why.
All's I do know is 23 was a magic number.

Having lived through the past year,
I can definately say it was a big year.
The highest of the highs,
the lowest of the lows.

Now I don't know what to do.
I'm 24.
What comes next?

Guess now I begin:
"The Great Wait For 28"
.....

I dunno.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Stepping It Up A Notch.

Tips for saving money towards moving out:

Want to save money on toiletries?
Its simpler than you think.

When your night of party-going is over,
don't just wash the gel out of your hair.

Simply dampen your hair,
moisten the gel,
and re-style!

This tip on saving towards moving out brought to you by:

A cheap mother fucker.

Rock On... Bitcheees!

Happy Birthday me

Sentimental In My Own Way

To our troops overseas.

In the hopes you will see home again.

"Every broken enemy will know,

That their opponent had to be invincible."

Thursday, November 05, 2009

OK. Im Done.

This is a notice to all:

Im done.

Fuck this drama.

Screw all the bullshit.

I want no part of it.

I thought we were all mature enough to handle it.

Apparently we are not.

If you need to say something to me regarding all this,

SAY IT.

Im not going to tip toe around anything anymore.

I've learned my lesson.

If at the end of the day we cant all move forward together,

Then Ill pick a new course.

This soap opera shit just isnt for me.

Back-Asswards.

Isn't it funny how we as people can't seem to let ourselves be happy?
The more I look, listen and read,
the more I come to realize a lot of us shoot ourselves in the foot.
I'm a prime example.
For some fucking reason, every time I find myself in a good place,
I do something to blow it up.

I've read many blogs in the last few days,
mainly because I'm bored as shit.
I have picked out a common theme:
Unhappiness/ dissatisfaction.
Almost bordering on unfulfilment.

Are we that fickle?
Do we really require that much in our lives?
Why is it the simple pleasures are no longer enough?

I fall into that trap all too often.
I get too caught up in trying to keep pace with a society in fast forward.
I lose my perspective on the little things that bring a smile to my face.
At my core I am an extreme simpleton.
So all this hustle and bustle,
this need to constantly have more, do more, be more,
makes me miserable.

So my advice to myself, and anyone else who cares to listen is this:
Simplify.
Stop trying to keep up with everything else.
Put the gun down,
and let yourself enjoy life.


Monday, November 02, 2009

Pickled Tink.

I finally did it.
I Served Notice To End Tenancy.
Yes, that deserved to be capitalized.
It's a big step towards my grandest of goals.

Ha.
Talk about an understatement.

In a maximum of four months, I'll be on my own.
It's been a very long time coming.
And while I know this won't be easy,
seeings as I'm a lazy ass too much of the time,
it is what I need.

I need to learn to take care of myself.
Or atleast learn if I can,
and how much I'm capable of.
I'll learn some much needed responsibility.

And I can throw my own parties for once.
Cause I won't lie, I feel like a moocher always going to other's houses.

Im the end though, my biggest need for this stems from a recent event.
This need for independancy fueled my breakup.
And to not go through with this would be evil.
Which isn't to say it's my main motivation.
Just one more reason to do it.

In four months,
you're all invited to the house warming.

DARIO'S FREE BABY!!!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Backstabber.

My computer is a cheater.
A no good, dirty, low down, bottom feeding piece of shit.
A big bag of crap.
A backstabbing fuck face.
Completely blindsided me with Media Player on random:
Asshole.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Quotes.

From "Forgetting Sarah Marshall" :
"You don't need to put your P in a V"
"No I need to B my L on someone's T's."
"No in that case you need to B your L in a V and have a B-A-B-Y."

Friday, October 09, 2009

Follow The Leader.

I was working out today,
watching the greatest work out movie ever:


And something struck me.
Leaders are not leaders anymore.

These days a "leader" sits back and commands from his high horse.
They don't get their hands dirty.
They barely strain a muscle.
Their apparent M.O is
"Do as I say, not as I do."

That is not a leader.
Not by a long shot.

A leader stands at the front line.
He does not ask or expect anything which he could not or would not do himself.
He fights side by side with his troops.
And when push comes to shove,
he backs down from no one.

That is the kind of leader I always have, and always will try to be.
I use actions, not words, to inspire.
I would gladly take to the first line of defence,
knowing full well I have a loyal and dedicated force behind me.

Actions will always speak louder than words.
The leader at the front lines will always inspire more than the one at the back.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Slaughter-Fest '09.

I'm off on an odyssey.
The blood-letting of a lifetime.
One month.
Bullets, blood and bodies.
Everything I deem worthy, caught on camera for posterity.

This is going to be legen-
I hope no one's lactose intolerant-
DAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

God Does Listen.

Through the last eight months my dad was a broken record.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Why are you so mad/sad/grumpy?"
"You need to pray. God will listen."
I heard that one a lot.
My response.
"I won't pray because God has never once listened."
"You have to make your own luck, find your own breaks."

In those rare times when I do pray,
I dont ask for money, gifts or material possessions.
I ask for guidance.
In the month leading up to the end, I started praying.
I didnt know what else to do.
Id played every scenario over in my head a thousand times.
I was stuck with no answer.
It took me until a few days ago to open my eyes.
And I see that God was there.
He was listening.

I found the courage to do what I knew had to be done.
I had to tear open the heart of the person Id cared about more than any other.
And I thought in doing so, I would end any chance I had of finding happiness.
That karma would put me in my place.
And it has been just the opposite.
Its a miracle that lay dormant for five years.
Waiting for its time to manifest.
Waiting for me to go through my trials and tribulations.

I prayed for courage and strength.
I prayed Id find happiness.
I prayed that I would find my path.
And in turn, stay true to it.
I prayed for a sign that the hardship meant something.
I found it all.
He worked it in His own way.
Made it hard to see on the surface.
And it makes it that much more special.

God does listen.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Viva Forever.

I know you'll laugh.
Call me a pansy.
Probably worse.
But I have my reasons.
And not the obvious ones you're thinking.

Ciao Luca.
I'll see you again one day.

Friday, August 14, 2009

360 Degrees A Full Circle Makes.

It is astonishing sometimes,
How no matter how many loops, twists, turns, forks, bends, jumps, dips and zig-zags life makes,
It eventually comes full circle.
I find myself in such a place now.
And as wierd as it is,
Im happy.
Surprisingly so.
I don't tend to believe in fate,
But I'm struggling right now to dis-believe it.
I guess some things do happen for a reason.

Sunday, August 09, 2009

Como Lake.

I'm pretty sure it looks even better on a nice day,
but two good HDR's on a day like today isn't bad.




Wednesday, August 05, 2009

I = Suck.

Looking for the world's #1, top of the food chain asshole?

Look no further.

You've found him.

It doesn't matter to me whether you agree.

It's how I feel.

How else do you feel about a change of heart that leaves the person you love more than any other in ruin?

About feeling so selfsish, yet unable to alter what your heart truly desires.

I know it was my decision in the end.

My fault it ended.

I can accept that.

I just can't help but feel the way I do right now.


I suck.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Month Two.

So month two is in the books.

And it was admittedly nowhere near as good as month one.

Like as in another galaxy.

I can probably count my work outs on two hands.

Yeah, that bad.

But I end on a high note.

And start next month rededicated.

Fuck yeah!

Monday, July 27, 2009

Rejuvenation---> Rededication

I have returned from a self-imposed hiatus.
I come back a stronger person.
Happy, well rested and inspired.
I have goals to achieve now.
Real ones that I have set out to reach.
And come hell or high water, I will get there.

1) I plan on moving out in 9 months and under.
Its about fucking time.
I'm 23 and own my own house.
I need to have my own space.
I need to have the independance I've yearned for for years.
I need to learn to be responsible for me,
Before I can say I know can be responsible for others.

2) Take 4-6 weeks off work, and drive around BC and photograph the hell out of it.
This will play out over a much longer period of time.
I need to buy a few more good lenses.
Those cost a lot of money.
I need to acrue a lot of accessories:
Batteries, remotes, CF cards, hoods, etc.
But to go any further without doing this will not go over well.
I love this province.
The good, the bad and everything in between.
I want to capture it in my own way.

I leave you now with a few photos from my week away:









Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Long Live Canada.

Have fun celebrating for the greatest nation on earth.
Nowhere else are they as lucky as us.
To have the beauty and freedom we enjoy here.

Happy Canada Day.

Friday, June 26, 2009

100

I want the voices to quiet down.
I want the nagging whispers to stop.
I want the fear to go away.
I want this rut to end.

I need something positive to grab on to.
Because this narrow ledge is crumbling.
And Im about to fall into a dark abyss.


P.S

After almost 3 years I have reached a milestone.
100 posts.
Too bad its kinda bittersweet at the moment.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

I Am Cow.

Your damn right we did.

Friday, June 19, 2009

Fuck.

Fuck.




The End.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Wait For It...

Big news...
Huge news...
Fantastic news...
IM GOING TO BE AN UNCLE!!!!
Oh yeah and my sister is pregnant...
Hurrah!!!
Congrats Sabrina and Mirko!!!

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Too Much South Park Maybe?

In the words of Cartman:


"I love you guys"."

Monday, June 01, 2009

Commitment.

I'm lazy.
We all know it.
If I don't have to do something,
I won't.

But not this time.
I owe it to myself to try.
No, not just try,
But to push myself to succeed.

I pledge to exercise,
cardio and/or weights,
every day.
It doesn't matter if its 10 minutes or 3 hours,
I will do it.

This time I'm commited.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Behold.

Quite possibly the best HDR I have done.

Ever

Monday, May 25, 2009

Friday, May 22, 2009

Its The Final Countdown.

And here we go!

365 days and 7 and a half hours left.

Of freedom.

One year and its game over...

I mean game on!


Fuck Im impatient.

Monday, May 18, 2009

>:(

I'm ready for Summer '09 to kick off.

I think next week the hikes will recommence.

You hear that Pat?

There is no going back to Edmonton now.

There are too many peaks for the taking.

And I just bought two new backroad map books.

And I will hurt you if you render them useless.