Last time I had come around home aka Edmonton (I live in HK, but Edmonton is always going to be home) was more than a year and a half ago… right after MAGIC in 2008. Shit hasn’t really changed but the common sights and all the associated memories that come with them still resonate. It seems Edmonton as a city itself really doesn’t offer much in the form of culture hence it earning itself the nickname of “Deadmonton” but regardless the people are what bring me back. A good buddy of mine was the first of my homies to blaze the trail and get hitched so I had to make the trip back. Nothing crazy and pretentious as some weddings are, just a good times with good people. It’s also been real good to spend time with the family, getting yelled at by my mom has never sounded better.
“Fallen Light” haha
My friends include Croc-wearing hippies
Miss a good fuggin’ steak
Lil’ bitch Justin (of Foosh) hurt his wrist moving stuff for his new bar Common ha.
Creative Rec rep Cory selling the goods
