Saturday, March 28, 2009

Real Life

Wow, almost a week without blogging. Well here's some of what I've been doing. Specifically, here are some photos I've made with my iPhone this week:

Victoria Sketch Club exhibit @ Maltwood Gallery, UVic. The last two are by Emily Carr. I especially like the last one, an understated landscape of McNeil bay c.1900-and-something, with a tiny farm house in the background.

Went to Winchester Gallery to see Ken Staecy's comic-art retrospective. This piece also caught my eye.

Tiny bunny @ UVic

Winston Churchill

Hey, Rosetta! @ Sugar

A nice lady who I took on an hour-long tour of the city in my taxi. BTW I now offer city tours. $75/hr, up to four people.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Midnight Cab

James W. Nichol has been a prominent playwright in Canada since 1970. Midnight Cab was inspired by his immensely popular CBC radio drama of the same name.

"I was sucked into this book, reading it till 7am, till' the morning light. Not for children."
Bodhi, car 25

Bodhi loves his job and collects books about taxi driving. After showing me this book he slapped another one on my dash called, Taxi, experiences of an egyptian taxi driver in Cairo. Bodhi is no doubt working on a library of taxi lore that will one day be unrivalled.

-- Post From Taxi

Saturday, March 21, 2009

Star Wars Archaeology

Excerpts from Raiders of the Lost R2 by Jon Mooallem, in Harper's Magazine/March 2009:

For more than a decade, a small sub-culture of fans have been hunting down Star Wars filming locations around the world. Maps and travel guides now circulate on the Internet, as do photos of the landscapes in which the visitors have tried to replicate the exact vantage points used in the films. Often the traveller is in the photo, assuming the exact posture of Anakin or Luke Skywalker. Many of these trips were initially inspired by a 1995 article published in Star Wars Insider, the official Star Wars fan-club magazine. "Return to Tatooine" was the travelogue of Dave West Reynolds, an enterprising fan who journeyed through the sandy outlands of Tunisia, fastidiously tracking down sites that stand in for Luke Skywalker's home planet in the original 1977 film...

Jad [Bean:] spent the...week slogging towards various corners of Tatooine [Tunisia]. He recovered a section of rubber trim from the roof of what had been Luke Skywalker's great-uncle's garage in Attack of the Clones. He visited as many as five locations in one day, forming alliances with other Star Wars tourists and hiring flummoxed Tunisian drivers. "It was transformative," he said...
He had financed his trip by selling off his collection of Star Wars toys on eBay, netting $6,000 in three weeks...

David West Reynolds was twenty-seven years old an finishing his Ph.D. in archaeology at the University of Michigan when he began plotting the expedition to Tunisia that he later recorded in "Return to Tatooine," his seminal article in Star Wars Insider. He was accustomed to working at sites where archaeologists were already well entrenched: analyzing pottery shards found at Anasazi ruins in the American Southwest or among the remains of a Toman city. But if he was going to be a successful archaeologist, he reasoned, he should be able to locate sites-any site-on his own. So he challenged himself to find Tatooine, a planet that even within its own made up galaxy was described ad hopelessly remote...
Reynolds left for Tunisia in April of 1995, traveling with a palentologist friend. He approached the trip as he would have any other fieldwork; although whereas an academic might scour a library to assemble reference materials for the trip, Reynolds set up a camera across the room from his television and snapped crude screenshots from his Star Wars laser discs...
On one of his last days in the desert, he combed remote salt flats looking for the exterior of Luke's homestead. At dusk, he found it-the very crater rim where, early in the first film, the farm boy, longing for adventure, watches Tatooine's twin suns set. Reynolds had felt throughout the trip that he was tracing a legitimate history, stalking the spot where Luke Skywalker met Obi-Ean Kenobi, not where Mark Hamill and Alec Guiness traded lines. "It was the first time I was surrounded 360 degrees by Star Wars," he told me. The sandstone igloo in the film was gone, and the sunset he stood watching was one sun short. But still, he said, "I felt like I actually succeeded in stepping up from the seat in the movie theater when I'm an eight-year-old kid and stepping up into the screen. The action has wound down, and Luke and C-3P0 have run off on the landspeeder, and the dust has settled. Or maybe Luke's downstairs asleep, or they've sold the droids and moved on. But I'm still there-on Tatooine."...

One traveler, a thirty-three-year-old southern Californian named Kolby Kirk, later told me, "As a kid, you can only go so far playing with action figures. As an adult, you don't play with action figures anymore. You become the action figure."

Read the full article in this month's Harper's Magazine.
via Lee @ Habit

May the Force be with you.

-- Post From Taxi

Friday, March 20, 2009

Type'N Write

Last week I aquired a Hermes Baby portable typewriter as a gift for Ish. I'm giving it to her on the condition that she write me a story.

Wednesday evening I was driving in the taxi down Quadra street when I spotted a tiny typewriter shop tucked-in behind San Remo market. I made a mental note to take the Hermes in to be cleaned and oiled.

The lady behind the counter was effusive. There was a gleam in her eye as she lovingly inspected the machine. She showed me a clipping on the wall from the Globe & Mail, a photo of the shop owner with an identical Hermes Baby. "Every machine that comes through the door has it's own personality."
"You should blog them," I quipped.

She cooed over the Baby as if it were flesh and blood. Carefully she hand wrote the make and serial number on a carbon copy claim slip. She joked that she was going to take the Baby home with her. "Just be sure to give me that claim slip," I said.

In the front window of the shop was a refurbished Brother Charger (like the car). Now that's a sweet machine.

Type'N Write Shop
2713 Quadra st

-- Post From Taxi

Wednesday, March 18, 2009


There's an intersting discussion about radical ideology in children's literature on the CBC, but the guest host Evan Solomon keeps pronouncing it LIT-A-TURE! It's driving me crazy!! It's four syllables!! Twitter this you twit!

-- Post From Taxi

F(r)ee Advice

I just had a team of business students from Concordia in the cab. I grilled them on the competition they were taking part in at Royal Roads and did my best to glean some advice from this crack team of consultants (my captive audience).

It was like an improptu twenty minute meeting, but I did most of the talking. The students had a few things to say: the best idea was to print business cards with the blog URL to generate more traffic. More traffic=closer to monetization (I want sexy Am Appy ads like Hipster Runoff)!

They found my idea of selling bamboo digiridoos from a web store laughable; they were going to pitch it to their mock-client if it turned out they didn't like their business.

"Enjoy the free advice," they said. "Free?" I replied, "are you kidding? You're paying me!"

-- Post From Taxi

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Denim Demon

Denim Demon, a Swedish jeans brand, is working with Sami reindeer herders in Lapland to get inspiration for their new washes. Read the article on Selectism.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Ext. Seventy Three

Cameron, outside his boutique, 554 Yates St.

-- Post From Taxi

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Supersampler: The First Roll

This is what I got before the machine went kaput. Photos are of my neighborhood, and feature Adam Gilmer and Sara Huynh.

Images by Adam Gilmer

-- Post From Taxi

Funday is the new Tuesday

My colleague/homie Adam Gilmer txts me from the airport at 12:20.

AG: How's town?
Me: I'm moving a little. Not many cars.
AG: Waddling dog. I hate life
Me: We need to rebrand Tuesday. Let's start calling it Funday and convince people to go out for fun. "Funday is the new Friday," can be our campaign.
AG: I hate funday

-- Post From Taxi

Sunday, March 8, 2009

surf check

Neah Bay reads 9.2ft @ 16 sec. The tide will be rising throughout the morning, but will remain in negative current until 10:00. The swell is forecast to fade throughout the day. The winds have died and wind waves have diminished from 9ft to under 1ft. 

I've just worked eleven straight hours at cab driving, but the clocks have switched ahead so I'm going to lose an hour regardless. Might as well take advantage. It's time to dawn partrol.

Saturday, March 7, 2009


My new Lomo Supersampler broke midway through the second role. The first role was a keeper, though. I'm sad I had to expose the film while trying to fix this stupid toy camera. Maybe this is a sign that I should stick to digital photography, and Leica.

-- Post From iPhone


via acontinuouslean

This week I've enjoyed browsing AContinuousLean's series From The Desk Of. Viewing people's functional, stylish workspaces inspired me to streamline my own desk area. Here's the current iteration:

recent browsing

Garbstore via Black Lodges ... first spotted on eightyfoureightyfive, then again on The Pursuit Aesthetic
J. Crew French terry fleece crewneck

I'm seeing a lot of the same labels blogged repeatedly of late: Band of Outsiders, J. Crew, Engineered Garments, Corpus, Acne, Garbstore, etc.. Do we all just read the same blogs, or is this a barometer of the current style/trend/zeitgeist? Should I be proud because I've long favored Pendleton shirts and jeans from Work Wearhouse, or should I be mad because my authentically derived workwear-aesthetic is being whored out on the Internet?

Friday, March 6, 2009

and the trail led here...

Stayed up all night watching the 1993 LA-Chicano-prison-gang epic Blood In Blood Out with my 'carnale,' BTS (it's 3.2 hours long, damnit). Got home around 6:30am and started combing through the VICE magazine archives to find pictures of Chincano gang members with crazy face tattoos I remember seeing sometime back in 2007 or whenever. I eventually came across the 'Gangs and Cults' issue, which sadly did not contain the images I wanted, but I did read this little number by Thomas Morton: I Joined Three Cults Simultaneously. Funny shit.

Never did find the photos I was originally looking for.


Happy Friday Yall
via Vice

on a lighter note

...the world is a projection of consciousness built on rather limited sensory data.

-- Post From Taxi

Thursday, March 5, 2009


...stupid drunk UVic kids who call more cabs than they need to deepest Gordon Head. Please die slowly, yrs, me.

PS your "done up" SUV/pickups are lame.

-- Post From Taxi


La Coucaracha horn (srsly).

-- Post From Taxi

Wednesday, March 4, 2009


One of the old cabbies called me 'brother.' I'm ina gang now yall.

-- Post From Taxi

Joaquin Phoenix

I don't watch the TV, but I would have loved to tune-in to Joaquin Phoenix's February 11th interview on Letterman. It was about as de-constructed as TV gets. Take that Letterman, yall got worked by a sly MC in Tom Ford frames.

This is how I'll be dressed the next time I stage a nervous breakdown. It reminds me of the time I wore Armani to a meeting where I was fired. I called it, "dressing up for my dressing down." I enjoyed the experience tremendously, having worked hard over several months to engineer my dismissal, and can only hope that one day I get canned in even higher style. Joaquin will be my inspiration when that shit goes down.

Patrick Wilson,

Superstar. (Watchmen! Friday!! Werd up, nerds.)
read the article in NYmag

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