beneath a blue umbrella.

conversation the other day and when i say the other day i mean that actually, it was yesterday, about the other party not understanding that i got tattoos pertaining to musicians. specifically, elliott smith, and a silver mt. zion. not portrait tattoos or anything else so terrible i dont mean to disgrace anyones memory but elliott smith i wouldnt want him looking up at me for the rest of my life nah mean? not even terribly specific to the artists mentioned. but fault was not found in my ginsberg tattoo. i guess i understand the silver mt. zion one being possibly precarious as they could start releasing utter shit unlikely but nevertheless but i mean, pending some tupac-esque revival or unless they were found to have like, killed jon benet ramsey or something, its not as if smith or ginsberg are going to have ever created anything less than perfect. i feel.

obsessed with eels lately. makes me want to watch jarhead. most military movies are terrible i get that but i dont think that movie flim ever got its fair shake.

when i said eels above i meant mark oliver everett the musician but eels like ocean eels are pretty awesome too and obvs i mean if you know me you know maritime as a whole is a pretty huge part of all of my days. its like im an old clipper ship captain, im married to the sea. yes, but ive been out to sea a long time. max fischer said that once.

i know annetha has the same "issue" i say issue but its hardly an issue for me just for those on the outside, i.e. not me, but with relating anything and everything and any thing to a pop culture reference. like, a day does not go by without a sister patterson quote. nay, a day is NOT a day without a sister patterson quote. my audition for her traveling teetotaling band is pending btw.