Spring has sprung!

To celebrate, we went for an adventure. First stop, Marcelle's.



Ah, the open road.



We cruised along the bike track, happy as clams.



Even if the rest of the day was crap, that ride would have made it a great one.



But more adventures were afoot.



Stone Roses, Fools Gold



Though it wasn't a case of fool's gold at all. In fact, it's a crazy skate spot in an old fire station! We swept it for ages and poor old Jason still managed to get pitched by little stones at least three times.



There's a bunch of stuff in there, which looks to be built by BMXers. None of us stepped to this business. It's all super harsh and dangerous, but fun!



Good crew - Jason, Marcelle, Adam, Doug and Blake Convey!



Dougy, cracking the roof supports in a backwards fashion.



Then we got tired and left.



Goodbye, Sir Blake!



After some well deserved Pho, we went to the Flip Out festival at the Corner. I took the opportunity to snap off a few shots for Jason's ever-growing portfolio.



Ackroyd was in heaven.



Kate's bike chain fell off six times on the way and she ended up running the last bit, to make it just in time to see Georgia hit the stage.



There she is, hitting the high notes, on stage with Dick Diver.



This guy was taking heaps of photos. I took one of him.



I saw the Ooga Boogas play for the first time! They were rad, especially the last couple of songs.



We were chillin' upstairs later (festivals don't make sense to me. I get sore legs and get bored) when someone said Georgia was on stage again! So we rushed down, and there she was, noodling away with Jared. They were onstage with an American band called Pink Reason, who weren't that crash hot to be honest. Georgia was shredding, of course.



She wasn't so shredding the next morning, however. Marian lifted her spirits with a rousing rendition of Oh Yoko.



I know this looks like the Georgia fan club or something, but here she is again with Banjo in our new backyard.



I know this looks like the Banjo fan club or something, but here he is again, staring at shadows on the wall as per usual.



And yes, this is the Sofia fan club, and here she is with an artfully torn beer mat and some freaky face paint.

Move

I moved house on the weekend. Jason moved as well, so we went halves in a rental van. Luckily, Jason booked a refrigerated one so all our stuff could stay cool.



Jason's new room is above the Vic Hotel in Brunswick. It's a pretty awesome place, though there are some kind of strange aspects to it.



For instance, the business going on up on his ceiling.





Jason had so much shit. It took ages to move. When it came to this desk, Ed was pretty definite, 'That's going nowhere near the van. It's going down the street and we're leaving it there.' So that's what happened.



Another Ed quote: 'Right now, you actually look like a homeless person'.



Dropped into the East to pick up the key for my digs from my new housemate Kate! No pics of the new place yet, but rest assured, it's awesome.



View from Jason's balcony. Ah, Brunswick.



Ah, the lads.



Part of the reason our moving day was so gruelling was because of the night before, a party at Alex Aker's place with none other than TJ. Quite extensive it was, too.



He was making his debut as a DJ. His title was something like 'DJ No Cash 3am Doozy aka Le Snak'.



DJ No Cash 3am Doozy aka Le Snak even brought his own smoke machine, utilised here in a sort of happy metal way by Adam.



What else? Penny did an awesome talk as part of the writer's festival, with Eli Horowitz of McSweeney's. It was very inspiring and I felt very lucky to be able to hear her speak on a regular basis without having to hassle her for free tickets.