static

this past weekend evan and i traveled south to visit a few of our favorite oregonians. catching up with family is always time well spent. one conversation in particular stuck with me: the idea was to reject the static life. anyone who knows my family knows I am talking about my cousin Travis, who is far from ordinary. or static. in fact he's usually ecstatic.

i think it may have transferred into a dream i had, where i was a surfer. and i was damn good. maybe this is where my life is leading me? or maybe it's just evan flushing the toilet while i sleep.