Oh yeah! Something to note...

Isn't moss just the greatest? I mean, some people may see it as an old, musty, greenish 'c-stain' that some bigger and cooler species of tree just released into nature after a long night of... standing there. Well not ME! I love moss, and it just so happens that Vancouver is covered with this velvety goodness. I'm just going to come out and say this: If you hate moss, then you are probably an asshole! What has moss done to you? Have you ever touched it? What do you have against softness? Did you try and eat the moss? Well, you can't eat moss you jerk!

Sorry, I'm losing focus here... Moss is natures version of street art. It can subtly and slowly cover a building, tree, or whatever. Also, If you haven't heard of reverse grafiti (clean tagging) then get your life together and check it out. It is the ultimate f-you to all those street art haters out there... and the establishment in general.

There you have it. Now, where to next?

Still fresh, still classy... Old moss in 2012.

I know what you're all saying: "Oh great, Kaz is feeling the need to be creative again. [...] Does he really expect us to read about what he thinks the world is all about, or what it takes to be a contemporary badminton athlete with a penchant for the finer things in life? What a condescending bastard!"(You, 2012) Well, my answer is... hopefully? The truth is that the past three years here in Lotusland have really been something... something...? I guess the term I am looking for is 'bittersweet'. I love this bountiful beauty they call: The "Couve" (1 person calls it that). Alas, my heart belongs in Ontario or maybe a peaceful farm in Japan. However, I am going to spare you the boredom of my long-decayed teen-aged angst. Luckily for you, I will only reveal the most cutting-edge of my narratives and observations. I just want you to remember who the most hilarious guy you ever knew was... WAIT! let me answer that for you it's........Alex Dunn! *empty laughter* of course it's me, but I digress.

Not too long ago, I was dealing with some sort of confidence funk which was surely synergetic with my damned everlasting LSAT phase. A story for another time indeed (several scars, tattoos, and piercings). So hopefully, with a few clever, swift, and sensual keystrokes (gross?) I will have found my voice again.

So please, no topic is beyond my grasp. I will make you feel as comfortable or as uncomfortable as you desire. Are you upset about a giant plastic floating fuck-mess in the pacific ocean? or maybe you are just perturbed that Vanilla Ice is still on top.(Why?) After all, what is better than gratuitous blogging! Nothing JERK!