the adventures of marc's floppy hat.

look at this wild hat.

just hangin' on the CN tower.

totally stylin'.

just trying to fit in on the first day.

trying to get on much music.

it even plays an instrument.

ready for the olympics.

for sale.

it gets hungry too. it totally went for three junior cheeseburgers.

its 4:20!!!

finally home.

if only we could remember.

the biltmore.

we played at the biltmore in vancouver and it was hilarious. 

here is marc and claire with the wasted girl who asked brad from bison if he wanted to get with "a real woman". he declined.

thank you for letting me use your pictures, RC.

times are hard...

when you're partying when the sun comes up.

two tickets to paradise.

boxer.

review coming soon.

the mom dance.

lemon party.

welcome to thunder bay.

bye.

welcome to wawa.

these pickles were good.

just for you stef, me and your friend, a giant moose.

we wanna start a fire...

us in the woods near a lake in sudbury. we started a fire thinking the bugs would go away but they didnt. i had the worst mosquito bites of my life.

we went swimming the next day and jumped off some rocks and marc cut the shit out of his foot. some hippie was swimming there and she had some stinky head band that she wrapped around his wound. 

swimming rules.

im on tour again.

once again, i am on tour. here are some random pictures from a long the way.

i found a bunch of old beers in chubbs. this was a tall can of pbr that was mysteriously wobbly. i tried it and it tasted like shit.

we played with andrew w.k in winnipeg. it was an awesome show and he ruled even though he plays along with casio-like versions on his songs and basically does karaoke over them. still so bummed we didnt get to actually meet him.

chevy had been talking about this place for years. its called sargeant sundays and had absolutely the best milkshake ive ever had. you cane tell we were stoked.

man, we're lame.

me and marc in calgary during canada day, arent we a cute couple. also increasing the sketchyness of the whole picture is the symbol on the book i was reading, the rise and fall of the third reich. 

get joosed.

awhile back i had the great opportunity to have a couple of joose. i picked them up on the way back from nyc at a gas station in upstate new york. if youve never had any, they kick your ass.

here is it, dragon joose.

fuck you, joose.

the beginning of the end.

this can head thing apparently...

...made me mad.

the end.