Monthly Archives: February 2004

We had a really great weekend which was both an absolute surprise and a blessing. I picked up the kids early on friday, picked up Chantale, and had supper at my parents. Saturday, we did some shopping (bought Chantale a … Continue reading →

Last weekend, as I sat in bed contemplating my navel, I made the decision to re-take charge of my life, beginning with my body. It was thus that when Monday night came around, I went into the basement, grabbed a … Continue reading →

Chantale and I went to see “BIG FISH” last night. Never in my life could I have imagined balling like a baby at a Tim Burton movie… Don’t ask, you wouldn’t understand…

I’m back. Angry. Frustrated. Stressed. Pissed. Toofuckenbusy. Wannakickshitup. Better mood than the last time I was here (I’d rather be pissedangrystressed than depressed) but getting a little fed up of the overwhelming deadlines. Do me a favor and flush this … Continue reading →

The weirdest thing happened to me this morning. I got on the train and the car was full. I walked halfway through it until I found the one free seat. The guy sitting there got up so I could get … Continue reading →

As is obvious from the fact that it hasn’t been updated in ages, I’ve finally uploaded some Wedding Photographs to my site. Just a small Photo Sampling but you can find them in the Photograph section at http://www.savageland.com/wedding.html Whenever I … Continue reading →

That’s what it’s been feeling like. I’m going from the highest joys to the lowest angers, the highest energies to the lowest depressions, the brightest radiances to the lowest blues. Sometimes in just a matter of hours/minutes. I hope for … Continue reading →

just like the song… just like a salad… I watched the clock tick by last night. 1am… 2:02am… 3:07am… 4:02am… 5:01am… 5:22am… and then my alarm went off at 5:30am and I got up, got dressed, and went shoveling. 50 … Continue reading →

If it were entirely possible… What I really wish I could be doing right now… Kicking back somewhere with Tom Petty, having a beer or coffee, and just talking, chatting, reminiscing, about George Harrison and Roy Orbison and what it … Continue reading →