brian cauley.

brian cauley.

Hi, my name is Brian Cauley and I like to make things that inspire people. Here I share some of my stuff - photos, thoughts, sounds and more - and work from others I find inspiring. If you want to talk more, please get in touch.

assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
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assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
Zoom Info
assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
Zoom Info
assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.


I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist  but your actions may be.
Zoom Info

assbutt-in-the-garrison:

thisguyknowswhatimtalkingabout:

Remember when I blindly hated Russel Brand? I fucked up.

I love this man.

I totally get what he’s saying. Words like “bloke” and “guys” exhibit the male dominance that still exists in our language. Rather, choose inclusive words like “people” and “team/group/everyone”.
I also think people aren’t one way or the other, so you aren’t necessarily sexist but your actions may be.

(Source: idontcareimjustinspired)

onethousanddates:

Andrea goes over her handlebars
Date #350 - Saturday, July 19, 2014
A: After writing about date #349, I am so completely worked up that I don’t even want to THINK about this day. This awful day. I just want to cry. Again. This bike accident has been really difficult. Most days, moments, conversations, I am well and positive and proud of my recovery and my luck. I am happy to have had B there, that I memorized his phone number and that he stood beside me the entire time. He never once left my side for almost an entire week. He was and is the most supportive, understanding, and caring person in my life. He went so far out of his way to make sure that I was and would be okay, it makes me feel so unbelievably lucky, I can’t even tell you. I wrote about what happened this day on my blog, so I won’t repeat it here, but if I could tell B one thing, it’d be that I’ve never felt so loved in my entire life, by someone other than my mother, than I did this day and week. Thank you.
B: When I got the call I was in the middle of photographing coffee. I never actually drank the drink I was taking pictures of, I found it a week later. I don’t even know why I thought to pick up the phone early on a Saturday morning, but I did.
The caller didn’t allude to memory loss, or a bloody face, as they calmly said, “Your partner has been in an accident. She’s OK, just a bit shaky.” Then, as I arrived to the scene, reality began to set in. I hoped the ambulance wasn’t for her. I hoped the blood wasn’t real, or at least wasn’t from a loss of teeth.
Then I heard her scarred voice, “Where am I?” “What’s going on?” A didn’t know what happened. I didn’t know. Thankfully three bystanders were there and helping. They told me what they knew. The one who called assured me that things would be OK (he was also in an accident). The two others helped me lock up her bike and then gave me her tooth.
As we rode to the hospital the paramedic and I worked to keep A calm. The paramedic was INCREDIBLE as he would ask basic questions and A would panic as details became confusing. 
The ten minutes in the emergency waiting room were hell. A, inside, me outside unsure of what was happening. When I came inside and she made a joke I knew things would be OK. A is so strong and amazing and hilarious. I couldn’t believe she was making jokes. I wanted to take a picture of her because I didn’t think she would believe how bad she looked. I said, “it looks like you’ve been in a bad fight.” She eventually looked (it was way worse than what you see above…missing teeth, lots of dried blood).
Oddly, the most frantic I felt was taking A’s bra off  while the X-ray technicians waited outside the room. I felt rushed and pathetically useless. Otherwise, I was surprised at how naturally calm I felt helping her clean her mouth or take her to the bathroom.
There was a panicky moment where we were checking out and we had to find an emergency dentist and I thought, “This is it. We have to be adults now. No one is going to solve this problem for us.” It was odd.
I’m so thankful for all the people that were there to help A. I’m happy the memory loss was temporary. I’m happy that A is so strong and incredible and courageous. I’m happy her Mom and Uncle came up and drove us around.
Things happen and you can’t plan for them and you can’t predict them. Life happens and sometimes all you can do is look around and choose whether you’re going to count the good things or the bad ones.

onethousanddates:

Andrea goes over her handlebars

Date #350 - Saturday, July 19, 2014

A: After writing about date #349, I am so completely worked up that I don’t even want to THINK about this day. This awful day. I just want to cry. Again. This bike accident has been really difficult. Most days, moments, conversations, I am well and positive and proud of my recovery and my luck. I am happy to have had B there, that I memorized his phone number and that he stood beside me the entire time. He never once left my side for almost an entire week. He was and is the most supportive, understanding, and caring person in my life. He went so far out of his way to make sure that I was and would be okay, it makes me feel so unbelievably lucky, I can’t even tell you. I wrote about what happened this day on my blog, so I won’t repeat it here, but if I could tell B one thing, it’d be that I’ve never felt so loved in my entire life, by someone other than my mother, than I did this day and week. Thank you.

B: When I got the call I was in the middle of photographing coffee. I never actually drank the drink I was taking pictures of, I found it a week later. I don’t even know why I thought to pick up the phone early on a Saturday morning, but I did.

The caller didn’t allude to memory loss, or a bloody face, as they calmly said, “Your partner has been in an accident. She’s OK, just a bit shaky.” Then, as I arrived to the scene, reality began to set in. I hoped the ambulance wasn’t for her. I hoped the blood wasn’t real, or at least wasn’t from a loss of teeth.

Then I heard her scarred voice, “Where am I?” “What’s going on?” A didn’t know what happened. I didn’t know. Thankfully three bystanders were there and helping. They told me what they knew. The one who called assured me that things would be OK (he was also in an accident). The two others helped me lock up her bike and then gave me her tooth.

As we rode to the hospital the paramedic and I worked to keep A calm. The paramedic was INCREDIBLE as he would ask basic questions and A would panic as details became confusing. 

The ten minutes in the emergency waiting room were hell. A, inside, me outside unsure of what was happening. When I came inside and she made a joke I knew things would be OK. A is so strong and amazing and hilarious. I couldn’t believe she was making jokes. I wanted to take a picture of her because I didn’t think she would believe how bad she looked. I said, “it looks like you’ve been in a bad fight.” She eventually looked (it was way worse than what you see above…missing teeth, lots of dried blood).

Oddly, the most frantic I felt was taking A’s bra off  while the X-ray technicians waited outside the room. I felt rushed and pathetically useless. Otherwise, I was surprised at how naturally calm I felt helping her clean her mouth or take her to the bathroom.

There was a panicky moment where we were checking out and we had to find an emergency dentist and I thought, “This is it. We have to be adults now. No one is going to solve this problem for us.” It was odd.

I’m so thankful for all the people that were there to help A. I’m happy the memory loss was temporary. I’m happy that A is so strong and incredible and courageous. I’m happy her Mom and Uncle came up and drove us around.

Things happen and you can’t plan for them and you can’t predict them. Life happens and sometimes all you can do is look around and choose whether you’re going to count the good things or the bad ones.

onethousanddates:

1st Anniversary Jays Game
Date #337 - Wednesday, July 2, 2014
A: B’s parents got him a ticket to this game. I wasn’t originally supposed to go but when my schedule freed up my pal and I used our seasons pass to get in. We ended up sitting together and it was so much fun. We were in the same place but with new people and different seats and it was a really refreshing and fun game. 
Two weeks prior I had emailed and called to set up a visit from Ace, the mascot, and Jays force for Brian, and I waited the entire game for him to show up. He never did. I can’t lie. I was really upset, though I hid it. I ended up texting the guest services number that they have plastered everywhere and their team came by with a postcard wishing us a happy anniversary. B was really pumped and grateful and, although I tried to hide it, I can’t help but feel as though I came of as an ungrateful child. Oh well. Maybe next year Ace will come for a visit.
B: My Mom had planned to go to the Jays game with my Grandparents for awhile and she gets really good seats and A was supposed to be working and so I said “OK.” Well, it turned out A wasn’t working and this was the 1 year anniversary of when A asked if I would be her boyfriend right before I got off the subway.
I was actually really worried about this day being special. You see so many things in the media about anniversaries and I didn’t have anything like that planned. I think this day was perfect though. It was filled with things and people we love and we got to share our celebration with all of them…including the Blue Jays!
Yeah, I sent them a tweet about our anniversary and then they came and brought A and me a card. I thought it was the tweet but it turns out A wrote them awhile ago! (she’s great) Then the Jays hit a walk-off home-run in the 9th to win it all.
Later we got coffee and had dinner and other people who saw our Instagram posts wished us a happy anniversary too. I think I’m so lucky to both have found someone who I love so much and who inspires me to share that love so much.

onethousanddates:

1st Anniversary Jays Game

Date #337 - Wednesday, July 2, 2014

A: B’s parents got him a ticket to this game. I wasn’t originally supposed to go but when my schedule freed up my pal and I used our seasons pass to get in. We ended up sitting together and it was so much fun. We were in the same place but with new people and different seats and it was a really refreshing and fun game. 

Two weeks prior I had emailed and called to set up a visit from Ace, the mascot, and Jays force for Brian, and I waited the entire game for him to show up. He never did. I can’t lie. I was really upset, though I hid it. I ended up texting the guest services number that they have plastered everywhere and their team came by with a postcard wishing us a happy anniversary. B was really pumped and grateful and, although I tried to hide it, I can’t help but feel as though I came of as an ungrateful child. Oh well. Maybe next year Ace will come for a visit.

B: My Mom had planned to go to the Jays game with my Grandparents for awhile and she gets really good seats and A was supposed to be working and so I said “OK.” Well, it turned out A wasn’t working and this was the 1 year anniversary of when A asked if I would be her boyfriend right before I got off the subway.

I was actually really worried about this day being special. You see so many things in the media about anniversaries and I didn’t have anything like that planned. I think this day was perfect though. It was filled with things and people we love and we got to share our celebration with all of them…including the Blue Jays!

Yeah, I sent them a tweet about our anniversary and then they came and brought A and me a card. I thought it was the tweet but it turns out A wrote them awhile ago! (she’s great) Then the Jays hit a walk-off home-run in the 9th to win it all.

Later we got coffee and had dinner and other people who saw our Instagram posts wished us a happy anniversary too. I think I’m so lucky to both have found someone who I love so much and who inspires me to share that love so much.

A haiku for Justin Vernon.

A haiku for Justin Vernon.