Wednesday, November 26, 2008
The other day I was walking down the street, it was snowing hard and it was the kind of snow which sticks to you all over then melts so you get completely soaked and cold. I was walking to a bus stop and the only way there was a slushy sidewalk on the side of a very busy road. I had to run through this retched slush and snow, while describing the process on my phone somehow, I'm not sure how that happened. Anyway, by the time the bus came I was cold and soaked and tired. As I got on the bus I was happy to see half a dozen or so free seats, I walked to the nearest one and saw the person had their small bad on the seat next to them. They gave me a very evil scowl when I gestured my desire to sit next to them. I didn't feel like sitting next to someone who was going to be suck a raging dick but then discovered most of the other people with open seats had small backpacks which they could in no way be bothered to move. I was on a bus of throbbing raging dicks I thought, until finally I was offered a spot next to someone who was carrying a huge hockey bag. It was humorous...
That's not a very funny anecdote. huh...though I could do better. Oh well fuck it. fine I'm just going to post a cool picture i took now as a separate post cause i do that.
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
At the Halloween store I also found a great gorilla mask and gloves which I will modify to suit the costume. That was the end of shopping day one. a pretty good haul I would say.
The next day it was off to fabric land. I found a few fur fabrics that could work but they were all around 40 dollars a yard, and I needed several yards! A little discouraged I looked to the bargain bin finding two perfect faux fur throws, which where more than enough fabric for around the price of one yard of the fake fur fabric.
I've got a great start on my materials, There's not much left to find now and then construction can begin. As soon as I figure out how to make a pattern for the suit that will fit me, And I need to figure out how to sew.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
I almost went to bed then thought it would be pretty sweet if I put my review out at 4:20 it being a stoner movie and all.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
I was pretty young at the time, and though i liked the song I took it as the song literally being about planet earth exploding or the like. Some how this concept/concern of mine was mentioned to someone older.
They explained that the song could alternatively be conceived as someones reality changing drastically, the example they gave was someone I knew who was moving far from where they lived into a very different town. They also went from being a crazy bachelor in a cool apartment to moving in with a family in a townhouse.
As young as I was I understood this well, and have always remembered it. Specifically whenever I saw someone in a situation where they had to make a move into a very different environment.
I've moved a few times since then, but always to other similar houses in the same small suburb.
Now however, It's finally happened.
My world has ended. I sit typing this downtown In a very different funky house with new people. All my friends I grew up with and places I've come to know are back in my old little suburb. This is it. It's the end of my world. and just as REM said: I feel fine. I've made a big change, I was scared leading up to it but now that it happened I can feel it's for the best.
I had alot of great times in the old world. There have also been parts of my life recently I have not been happy with.
So, I figure if my world has ended then a new one is starting, (hopefully I'm not just floating in space.) I want this world to be even better. I want to this by making myself better, better to my own perception not to that of others, something I've been talking about for a long time.
A friend of mine recently made me aware of a awesome new blog called Shades of Zander.
He has been talking about a similar self improvement concept, and he did a fun exercise of making a list of things to do before he dies, I've been wanting to do this for a long time so I'm just going to do it. Most things in the following list are actual goals others I could possibly do without.
Before I, Ashly Colton Die I Hope To:
-Go to, among other places Mexico
-Perform a stand-up comedy routine
-Find a true kindred spirit
-See Bigfoot again ( and try to get to know him)
-Feel I have truly helped someone, and made large positive change in their life.
-High cliff dive
-Do more extensive hiking including to here.
-Experience sensory deprivation
-Threesome with Japanese twins
-Have a feature film played in a theatre
-Have a feature released to DVD
-Learn to juggle, Including contact, hat, and box juggling.
-Fly a plane
-Crash a plane
-Crash a car
-Jump a car (hopefully not related to the item above)
-Ride/own a motorcycle
-Spend my life with someone
I could go on forever but I'm mostly thinking of fun crazy stuff so I'll stop for now. Lets finish this off with something completely cheesily inspiring. (From one of my new favourite movies "Hotrod")
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Though only one among us truly knew the way we all felt pulled in the right direction, moving surreptitiously down paths as not to disturb those who rested all around.
As we reached the clearing we gazed in awe at the pure white light casting long and narrow shadows across the sand
The light encompassed the gently rippling water, causing patches of glimmering shattered glass to dance across the lake
The air was fresh and cool with only a slight scent of forming dew
As we began to trek along the edge in search of the special place found earlier we all felt the need to remove our shirts, the light of the moon felt magical on our skin
The further we traveled across the edge above the shore the more beauty we could see out across the water as the moonlight danced
We finally stopped realizing we had long passed the place we had searched for, and stumbled across one far nicer
As we sat on the edge with our legs hanging down towards the shore we enjoyed the sounds of nothing, but water gently moving, and a distant cricket, on occasion interjected by a fish jumping and coming back down with a splash
I sat I though how our situation seemed like a scene from a movie, which people would remark snarkily on how no one ever enjoys a scene that perfect.
I first wished I had brought my camera but realized there are some moments which are best left not captured, only retold.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
I knew sometimes homeless people from downtown would bus out and sleep under there because it was safer. And for some reason because of my silly fear this made me imagine that someone could have come to spend the the night down there in the winter, froze to death and not been found. I shrugged the idea off and continued trying to get some cool angles.All was going well when I decided to get some shots under the bridge. I took some pictures then got really freaked out when I looked through them because in the picture, and from where I was, this really looked like a dead guy.
I tried really hard to convince myself it was just a heap of garbage, but I couldn't. I decided I had to check it out, since the police should really know if there is a dead guy down there. There was no way I was going to crawl all the way across under there, so I went up on top of the overpass and crossed the road. I was very nervous to go down the other side, but I went for it, and decided to take a video, because I figured you deserved to hear me scream like a girl and start crying if I did indeed find a corpse. Please excuse the shakiness, swearing, and acting like an idiot in this video, I was really freaked out.
You can see a jump in the footage as I turn the corner because i was convinced I was going to find this guy staring at me.
That's probably why I had a dream last night involving being attacked by the guy above.
So, after all It was just some of clothes sitting there which freaked me out...yeah I'm pretty lame. Oh well at least I faced my fear instead of running off and leaving some poor souls remains to rot under a bridge.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Here I sit, in the heart of the facility. I'm typing this on an outdated unit, and am finding it hard to use the keyboard. I feel like the supervisor of this chamber is breathing down my neck as this is not my designated area as I am supposed to have been released for the day after last rotation.
I stayed however because there are strangers in my house, so I can not go here, and BenJamin is designated to this chamber so we can keep each other company.
Now I have explained these circumstances you can perhaps better understand the feel of the whole day. I cold not sleep last night. It was very frustrating, I awoke late and had did not arrive at the facility until second rotation.
When I spoke to my good friend Sasookie, he informed me he was feeling somewhat melancholy, which set me off slightly as his bright cheery attitude usually helps me through my rotations. I tried to help him out but the supervisor proved to be getting more intent on keeping us working as examinations and the final termination neared. I was however able to talk to him more while maneuvering the tunnels between rotations. I think he will be alright.
It has been a somewhat grueling day which is nearing an end I will be glad to finally arrive home once the strangers have gone.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Here it is, I've started a blog. I've had other blogs, on sites I'm secretly associated with, but those were just to announce updates and such. This is the blog I've been truly wanting to start.
So, I suppose It's time I tell you a little about me. My name is Ashly. I am male, but I almost no one calls me ash or any other attempted masculinisations of my name. It's a unisex name and though mostly females go by it I am comfortable in going by my given name. I am an independent film maker mostly, but I dabble in photography and performance arts. I don't believe I'm too cocky, but I'll dare say I think of myself as fairly intelligent, and kind. This blog however, depending on my feeling about the topic, may bring out different sides of me.
For those of you wondering what the content of this blog will be, one thing I can mostly guarantee you everyday is an at least semi interesting photograph I took recently. This is not however a strictly photo blog, I will be posting plenty of rants, and view points on events and situations. Not to mention plenty of stories and if I'm feeling frisky maybe even Vlog entries. The kind of topics will be quite eclectic, I will most likely end up talking about movies a lot. There will be plenty of other fun stuff I come across which I deem worthy of this page.
I've gone over who I am and what kind of posts I'll be making, but I guess it's time I explain some of my subject matter. I know for a fact that my mother, and some other people I know closely will be reading this blog. However, no offense to you good folks I will not be writing to you as my main audience. To allow myself the most freedom and least censorship, I will assume my target audience to be a hoard of violent drunken space pirates on crack. This doesn't mean I'll be rambling on about bitches and hoes and the like. I only mean that I can be very dark, or violent or aggressively opinionated at times when I write, which my readers will have to deal with. Also don't fall off your chair if I throw a "shit","fuck", or even a "cunt" into my writing sometimes, as I may find it necessary to convey my point.
Well that turned out to be a good sized summary, I'll end it quickly by saying please comment! Seeing interest will support me in updating as regularly as I hope to. I look forward to bringing you my world,