webcam shit

Today Paul and I decided to do a little webcam chat with a wonderful person because she felt bad.
I've got three pictures of us from this, see:

single ladies

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actions speak louder than words. no pun intended.

quote of the entry:
“poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful.”
-rita dove

                                                i got mine first, suckas. surprise on track 6.

a sandwich tastes 50% better when cut diagonally.
quote of the day:
“the very essence of instinct is that it’s followed independently of reason.”
-charles darwin

been playing guitar 12 hours a day. i feel like i got a reverse manicure. i need ice and a whambulance with some french cries, pronto.
quote of the day:
“i mean, there are only so many notes.  what makes something original is how you put it together.”
-lenny kravitz

thunder: rob’s basement, summer ‘07.

this is the first time i’ve heard robs voice in a long time. i remember that summer of ‘07 like it was yesterday…right before beef, bryan and i met paul and became a band, hanging in his basement, not a care in the world, all my high school friends and i singing along to silly cover songs as if there was a campfire in the middle of the room. when he took his own life that fall, i had a really hard time playing this song for a while. he always asked me to play it and would sing along every time in his deep distinctive baritone. to this day, every time i play it i hear his voice resonating my head, still singing along with me. i will never forget the people that were in this room. my friend josh sent me this video a few days ago and i hesitated to post it, but i want everyone to hear a voice that should still be with us. life is too short to hesitate. and in some cases…life is much too short.

martin

twitter sucks.

seven hours later...

and 3 new tattoos.
big thanks to hiro, (the artist), who killed it tonight.

 1. “LOVE” in traditional japanese brushstroke. after i had drawn the symbol in sharpe on my hand today, i fell so in love with it, (no pun intended), that i HAD to get it tattooed.

2. the entire first verse to “amazing grace” across the center of my back. hiro told me i was mentally insane for inking this over my sunburn, but it was worth the pain. i’ve been wanting this tat for a few years…and tonight it just felt right, burt or not. yes. i screamed like a baby. especially when the needle hit my spine.

3. i have hand-drawn this little star all over everything since elementary school. at some point 2 years ago, it even snuck it’s way into my autograph. i must have drawn 100 out before i got the perfect one to ink up. well…now i have a hand tat.

HIRO: the man behind it all, stressin hard and ready to crash after a long day of work.

P.S: if you were wondering about the looks of my elbow above…i fell off the stage the other day and scraped it up. yes, i’m fine, but no i’m not mutated like it looks in that shot.

FYI: no i am not getting sleeves, neck tattoos, knuckle tattoos, or weird piercings of any kind.  i’m actually gonna take a tattoo break for a little while. i had my fair share tonight. gotta get used to these babies.

“a work of art is the unique result of a unique temperament.”
-oscar wilde

i tried twitter today. then i jumped off a bridge. only good thing i got out of the experience was remembering this book that i read in third grade. i remember we had to write fan letters to our favorite authors and i wrote one to roald dahl. when my teacher told me he was dead i cried in front of the whole class. get involved.

i am so sunburnt it looks like i changed races

go eat some. or at least go buy this costume...