looking for adventures

hello my name is A.B. Corduroy. 

this is a public announcement that I'm looking for new job opportunities.

why on blog? because i want to do need a new ideas. bigger than my head is imagining.  

i enjoy meeting new people and being of service to them.

i have worked on cow dairies, chicken houses, been a server, and been a barista for the last 10 years plus. 

i would like to continue coffee part time if the vibe is right.   i've put in resumes at some interesting little shops the past few days. 

while working service industry has been / is my most sincere way of diligently sharing that, i am open to greater ways to be of use to my fellow earthlings and planet. 

my priority in life is to progressively make art, words, and music my main source of income and that is only possible if I continue to pursue new avenues to grow and learn. 

if you are reading these words and can use any kind of temporary part time work, art or labor please email me at: abcorduroy@gmail.com

Sincerely

-ABC

Return To Indian Henry

The first picture is driving through the countryside on the way out to Mt Hood National Forest. 

The campsite is named Indian Henry.

The second picture is the in the Indian Henry campground. 

I spread some of my brother Dalton's ashes a year ago.

The last picture is the view from under the tree on top of the rock in the second picture.

Follow?

There's magic in those parts, friends. If you get the opportunity climb up to that tree. 

Feel the breeze sing and listen to the tree. 

I'll spare the ramblings for another entry, but go visit Indian Henry. 

The forest grounds are covered with great fallen trees and pillows of moss. 

I couldn't capture all the magic in photography. 

I went on a journey. 

The climates have shifted. 

I could keep rambling, but I end it with this:

Protect the Cascadian forest and rivers

at all cost.

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Sewallcrest Park

Welches, Oregon

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Triple Falls.

>> Yesterday I went out to Triple Falls in the Columbia River Gorge with my friend Jackie Jones.

<< I've been really in my head lately. Unable to speak, not sure how to convey all I've felt. A silent darkness caught in my throat. 

>> The hike was a lot more intense than I had expected. Lots of steep uphill action. The kind that makes you focus on breathing. The good stuff. 

<< There is so much magic right outside our doorway, Portland.

>> I like this town a lot, but when you don't have a car it's easy to forget how close to wild you can be.

<< You can get keep as close as you want or you can disappear for weeks. 

>> Yesterday I went out to Triple Falls with my friend Jackie Jones.

<< I could sit here and type out all my fears or I can tell you there is magic in those hills.

>> I choose the latter and they really ain't that far away.

<< Take time to breathe, wander mountains, run down hills, splash in the water, smell the fresh air, breathe deep, breathe again and get lost in every happening. 

>> There's a magic in the forest that can't be forgotten. There's a reminder of a simpler time. Before the fox became man...

As For Now It Is So

The last few mornings I've woken up to intense wind, grey, and rain. I like it a lot.

It smells so fresh. The warmth of the blankets in contrast of the sharp wind is one of my favorite feelings to be had.

This morning there was a rainbow to be seen out of both of my bedroom windows.

Spring is rainbow hunting season in these parts or so it is for me.

As for now it is so. I am without a job for the first time in almost 8 and a half years.

Starbucks became too much for my troubled soul.

I don't fear finding a new job but the idea of being jobless does make me a little anxious. 

There's no price for peace of mind. It's true, I tell you. 

I've been drawing a lot. Because sometimes words just don't do what you expect of them.

Ready for new adventure.

Unsure of a lot of stuff.

Sipping coffee and typing words.

Life don't always make sense there's comfort in the uncertain.

Perception changes everything.

Ramblings. Ramblings. Ramblings.

Seattle Adventure in Pictures!

Seattle was lots of fun. It's a huge city and I only covered a little bit of it. It's quite the spectacle to the eye. Lots of busy people. Lots of art.

Much larger than Portland with similar charm. Right on the edge of the ocean.

I met some new people and got to further connect with an old friend whom I am very grateful for.

Here's my abbreviated recap of the adventure in pictures.  

Across the way is Downtown Seattle.

I met a giant troll...

...who later tried to eat me. Luckily Sabrina was there to save me.

There was art decorating everywhere. You just have to keep your eyes open. 

And a wall covered in gum...

Seattle

I'm going to Seattle with Sabrina this weekend!

It'll be my first proper exploration of this great city!

If you've been and have suggestions on sites to visit and coffee shops to drink at then this is time to mention it.

Thanks!

Adventuring At Mt Tabor

Today I went wandering around one of my favorite places in Portland: Mt Tabor.

Incase you didn't Mt Tabor is an extinct volcano! Just whoa! 

I walked where once upon a time there there was probably nothing more than lava.

Now there are trees so tall you can't help but think you've walked into a cathedral. 

It's days like this made me lust for the Pacific Northwest.

This is Cascadia. 

The misty rain against my face. 

The smell of the Great Sequoia trees blowing through the air.

The sound of mud being stomped below.

Baby mushrooms covering the forest floor.

The purple and gold leaves of dying plants look like something straight from Alice's wonderland. 

The tree limbs look like fingers of skeletons. 

The skies were grey but full of light. The clouds moved quickly.

Never once did I feel soaked. 

Today was a great adventure.

Thank you Mt Tabor for making me feel at home.

Thinking Thoughts

I haven't been blogging as much as of late. I've been trying to figure my head out. 

Well that takes a lifetime and I've felt as though I've lived five in only a few months time.  So basically I stepped away from the internet enough to keep moving my  head forward.

I've got a lot of ambition. I've got a lot of dreams. You can't expect it all to happen overnight. I know this. You just got to let magic be.

I can't wait to have this book of mine in a printed format so that anyone interested can read it. 

I've been watching a lot of "Through The Wormhole with Morgan Freeman". It's fascinating. Scientific questioning provokes my artistic soul even more.

Aside from all that I'm trying to establish this clothing line... A collective if you will. That's a thing that will be more successfully completed in 2014 and it's quite the undertaking. It's exciting though.

I've been drawing a lot and scribbling out little fragments for what the next book will be on. I am fairly set on finding a new job. I still want to make coffee, but locally not for the machine. 

The machine pays me well, but I think that moment is over. I need to connect with people on a more intimate level and do my part to ensure I am protecting Mother Earth to appease my conscience. That's a heavy burden to carry.

Well that's all I know to say now. I need to drink more coffee, read some books, do some wandering, and such.

I also need to find this bike seat that I misplaced somewhere in my house so I can get around town quicker. I had it. Where would I have sat it down? I do this way  too often.

Well.. bye interwebs. Happy Adventuring! 

Insanity or Enlightenment

What is this feeling that has my stomach in knots? 

I've never felt feelings quite like this.

Is it insanity or is it enlightenment?

Getting lost in the translation is the greatest part. 

Here are other fragmented moments of yesterday's adventurings with my good friend Jackie Jones. 

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Head Thought

Doomsday isn't coming; I fear she's been in free fall for several hundred years. You can sit around and sing her sorrows or live life as only an earthling can.

Get outside. 

Hike some mountains, swim the lakes, sit in the shadows of great trees and listen to the birds sing, drink some coffee.  

Live in a moment. Walk with the wind. Listen to your heart. Don't trip over dead men. 

Yesterday

• Yesterday when I was going for a morning walk and found a "one way" street sign. It is obviously hanging on my wall now. Those are  a lot bigger than you might expect.
• I trudged through many many leaves. It looks as though there may be only a few more weeks of leaf falling. Make sure you enjoy that, Portland. 
• I also found many little gadgets and had many conversations with Cougan that will most definitely play into greater writing material. I just have to sort it all out in my head. 
• The most adventurous part was going to Hood River with Cougan. Hood River is a small town nestled into the Columbia River Gorge;  looks like the kind of place I will train to in the dead of winter for a weekend and just let adventure happen. Not a lot there, but there's enough. It's in the gorge!!!

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Today

Today I went out to the Columbia River Gorge with my friend Jackie Jones.

We took the old highway and rode under the big trees and admired the falling leaves.

It felt good to just wander around the greater nature for a little while.

These Days

These days been going fast. These days are memories that will last.

Got back from Virginia just over a week ago. Been surrounded by all kinds of genuine people every since.

Taking all the necessary steps to get my book published this November.

Getting ready to go to start a new venture with my friend Josh Bermudez.

Went out with my friends Cougan Smith and Paige on Saturday night for drinks. They are just good company no matter what the occasion. Then drunkenly eating Roxy’s at 2am.

Roxy’s is one of just a few 24 hour diners in Portland, Oregon; a lot of personality in this place and good food, too.  A perfect place to kind of try and sober up.

Then Sunday I went to Cathedral Park in St Johns portion of Portland. It’s name is very fitting. The archways of the bridge are huge. From the bridge are good views of Mt Hood and Mt St Helens.

It’s well aged and there are lots of good nooks for escaping to read a book. I even saw not even big enough to walk with a Mohawk!

 And now… now I’m at the airport in Charlotte, North Carolina. I was here just over a week ago flying back from Virginia. This time I’m in transit to Orlando, Florida to see my friends and Portugal. The Man.

Oooooh I finally listened to the newest The Strokes album yesterday. More like listened to it 3 times! So good! That falsetto! What?!? More on that in a later blog; I have a plane to catch. 

I’ve got so many words running in my head to write. It  feels so good to be alive. I feel like I can’t write them fast enough. Just gotta take things one moment at a time.

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Florida

Flying to Orlando, Florida tomorrow night and flying back Wednesday. I can only take so much heat and humidity. 

Get to see some good friends I haven't seen a little while including Avani's new little creature. That should be fun. She's a double mommy now. Man, that's a lot of diapers.  

Then it's Portugal. The Man with Sarah and Jenny the next day.

Thank you for the early birthday gift, Jenny.

Nothing like good music with good people. Excited to see you guys. 

Yesterday / My Song Of The Day

Yesterday...

I don't know exactly all that happened ; there was a river and a trail, some beautiful trees, and a snail shell. I took pictures of the snail shell, but I seem to have lost my phone. If you try to call it you probably won't get me. The sunset was quite majestic. The hike was nice. The hills were taller than I expected. It was those yellow leaves.

 Fall! Fall is coming!!! I can smell it in the air right now. 

I'm at work now; I will find phone later.

None of that matters right now. Listen to mewithoutyou!

I miss making music. I need a keyboard, a tambourine, and a microphone. 

"If you're still looking for a blanket; Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm no sort of fabric but if you need a tailor then take your torn shirt, and stumble up my stairs and mumble your pitiful prayers. And in your tangled night's sleep, our midnight needles go to work. Until all comfort and fear flows in one river, down on the shelf by the mirror where you see yourself whole and it makes you shiver..."

To Those Who Said It Can't Be Done

To those who said it can't be done; hold your tongue.  I'm a little crazy, but I ain't dumb. 

You underestimate the magic of instinct and a fox's power of scent.  

And I got the Zipcar back just in time and with one minute to spare and parallel parked flawlessly.   

Cascadia you are beautiful! I need to travel more of this vicious coast. So rugged and so powerful. I saw so many sites that due to my limited time with Zipcar I couldn't photograph them properly. This adventure was for the primal memory box.  

Wowzers it was beautiful. Grey clouds reaching down to touch the tops of giant trees on the rolling mountainsides tumbling towards the ocean. Aaaah! 

And the wallet still had ID and $20. Guess who's going to get a drink.

Goodnight Interwebs.

Hmmmm....

I think I'm going to head back to the coast and find my wallet. At this point it's probably a lot cheaper than getting a new ID. This could be a great ID or a waste of money. It's somewhere near the vegetation on this cliff.