Ingrid Bergman

Ingrid died 26 years ago to the day on her birthday. Go and rent one of her movies and then you'll see why men went crazy for her back in the day.

She was also the topic of a Woody Guthrie song entitled "Ingrid Bergman", which was composed in the year 1950. At the request of Woody's daughter Nora Guthrie, English folk-rocker Billy Bragg and Wilco set these lyrics to music and placed the song on the 1998 hit album "Mermaid Avenue."

Seth

You left you shorts on the couch!

Yeah, I know it's been awhile, but i've been busy!

Alaksa 2008! Wow, what a trip. Moose, fish, the great outdoors and getting drunk with Jonathan Hillstrand.



Jonathan is a star on the television show "The Deadliest Catch." He is also one of the 2 Captains on the Time Bandit.............and yes, he is one baad-ass duude!



Here's my dad and I in front of the Salty Dawg Saloon(the coolest bar ever).

They say if either a bullfrog could sing or if corn could moan they would sound like Greg Brown. Cheers to a wonderful night at the Great American Music Hall.

Save Montgomery Woods

Please cross your fingers that Montgomery Woods will be saved from the fires a blazin in Northern California. The Montgomery Woods State Park houses the largest trees in the world, some up to 370 ft tall. This has always been one of my favorite places to go. My mom use to take my brother and I when we were kids. Let's hope that someday I will be able to bring my kids(if i have them).

In addition, there are also 1000 plus other fires up in Northern California!

Has anyone ever heard of control burns?

NICKNAMES

A Chronological LIST

RyRy
Ryan Stinker
Rink
Rinky
Rinkbone 666
Rusty
Rion
Little Morrissey
Little R
Drinker
Sir Saturday Night his Royal Magistrate
The Sweet Prince
Prince of Pacific Ave.
Double R
Ry Guy
Reek
Nutters

A STORY

1999, Santa Cruz, 102 Otis St.

This one day I was sweeping the front steps of my place when a bearded fellow walked up and started talking to me. “Rusty,” he said! “Rusty,” what’s up man? I haven’t seen you in days. Where ya been? “Um, around, I’m just kicking it on my day off.” Under my breath I whispered “Do we know each other?”
On and on in a stoney daze he spoke to me as if we were the bestest of buds. “You gonna help me fix up the van later? You helping me sell on Saturday at the flea market? Let’s go on a bike ride later,” he rambled. I nodded my head in disbelief as he went on and on about who knows what. As he left, I waived, said goodbye and figured I never see him again.
The next day at work and almost religiously for six years I saw this man. Sometimes he would remember me and sometimes he wouldn’t. We never spoke of our first interaction, but sometimes I remember it, vividly and as almost a welcoming to the beautifully quirky town of Santa Cruz.

Reason Hate my Job #1

Man Pam(Regional Vice President):"Can you enter this enrollment into the system?"
Ryan: "O, actually i don't do those, but Crystal does!"
Man Pam: "Crystal is answering the phone."
Ryan: "Uhhhhhhhh, ok!
Man Pam: "Are you sulking?"-She walks away.
Ryan(in my head): "Fuck you biatch, it's not job. I can't do everything"

I am actually having a great day, but it seems like the "Man" is always trying to bring me down.

DOWN WITH THE MAN (OR JUST THE OVER AGRESSIVE CORPORATE LESBIAN FROM COLORADO WHO ALWAYS HAS TO COMMENT ON MY STYLE OF DRESS