vgjunk:

"Escape" from Super Metroid, SNES.

"Shoot him again."

"What for?"

"His soul is still dancing."

I still have no clue what I want out of films, but I’m pretty sure it’s all here.

A buffalo on the side of the Alaska Highway

seawestshanties:

Cheese, crackers, almonds, watermelon, and a decaf coffee. Some banana bread later, perhaps.

After boarding the ferry alongside two boisterous high school soccer teams, I quickly took a b-line for the Seawest. The Spirit of Vancouver Island, while one of the fleet’s older vessels, boasts in my opinion, the best Seawest Lounge of them all. Seats wrap around the front of the ship, and a partition separates the snack area from the seating, making it an even quieter affair.

This however did not prevent me from being disturbed by a rather loud family who burst into the Lounge looking alcohol of all things. “You got any booze in here?” asked the rather gruff man. “No sir, not on the ferries. We are a frozen highway.”

There was moment of palpable tension, but in the end, the family forked over their twelve dollars, grabbed a cheese plate, and most importantly, froze their yapping. All is right in the Seawest Lounge.

A thrilling night on the high seas.

Somewhere in BC

Whitehorse, Yukon Whitehorse, Yukon Whitehorse, Yukon

Whitehorse, Yukon

En route to the Yukon En route to the Yukon En route to the Yukon En route to the Yukon

En route to the Yukon

Watson Lake, Yukon Watson Lake, Yukon

Watson Lake, Yukon

seawestshanties:

Almonds, cheese, crackers, cookies. Maybe a coffee and a cupcake later on.

There’s a woman running the Seawest today who’s younger than the usual steward. Has a kind of practiced, but very genuine smile - like you might see on a dental hygienist. She might be a part-time dental hygienist.

Most of us here pay no mind to this, except a suited man looking for some small talk. He looks at the plated food offerings and asks the hygienist “What do you recommend?” And she has nothing to say, because she doesn’t care. Take some cheese and sit down.