Whatever Will Be Will Be

1. Sorry I haven't posted in a while
2. I'm going back to Philly soon and I'm going to make a point of having bands who are going to or who have just played in the area.

Monsters of Folk [Conor Oberst (Bright Eyes), Yim Yames (aka Jim James from My Morning Jacket), M Ward (from ummm....M Ward) and Mike Mogis] are planning a big concert this November. It's going to be in the Academy of Music which was built in 1850 - basically R5 is doing a good job of making it sound awesome. Here's a Monsters of Folk song for you:




The picture at the top is one of my niece last August. We're going back to that lake in a week, and I cannot wait. I've gone there every summer since I was born and so have like 6 other generations of my family. It's literally my favorite place in the world. Last year I wrote in the little camp journal we keep that some famous guy once said - the best way to see how you've changed is to return to a place that remains the same.

Our vacation spot is the place I have counted on to be the same year after year. I'm excited to go there to relax and reflect and see if/how I have changed. (I think seeing my niece grow and change is even better.) I know though that whatever will be will be and after a vacation there I'm always content to 'lay my head against my elbow and the window / let my wheels go'

Into The Wind We're Tossin Armfuls of Caution

Scatter brain:
I went camping this weekend. It was raining and I thought it would suck, but it was so much fun. We were talking about how scary it is that we're almost 20 and how old that is.
I have today off and it's really nice out, but I just spent an hour looking for a song for this post and finally settled on this one.
My sister's brother-in-law sent her an email w/ the subject: intestines are home now - and it was as hilarious/bizarre as you would imagine.
My sister, brother-in-law and niece are coming for a visit.
Before they come I was going to run or shop or get my haircut but instead i might just hangout with Kate and Ben, but my dad's car broke so he asked if he could borrow mine. I was gonna have him drop me off but he's on a day date with a friend now so I feel like I'm wasting time waiting for him.
I feel like I'm wasting time a lot - slept till 12, not being creative this summer, blabbing now instead of doing anything, working for SIX YEARS at an ice cream stand
Fuck, I'm almost 20 and look at all the time I've wasted - but I guess that's not the attitude I should have

"But I wouldn't take a single second back/
So come on let's lose control, we'll sell our souls to Rock and Roll and hope
We'll die before we get old; into the wind we're tossin' armfuls of caution
Even when it all goes to Hell, our love for one night was pure as sunlight
Our great big happy ending is still a dream trapped in a Guillotine"

Song: Let's Get Ready to Crumble by The Russian Futurists
Picture: Ben, Me and Veronica while camping

When I Grow Up

Tattoos may not be for you. They may not even be for me, but it really irks me when people say they like tattoos but not on girls because they think it's trashy for girls to get tattoos. Sure some girls get trashy tattoos, but there is no reason it should be more acceptable for guys to get tattoos than for girls to get them.

Scary thought though: When my dad was in his twenties he lived in Korea for a little while. I guess they have these huge, really colorful butterflies there. Apparently it was a really cool thing to get one of these butterflies tattooed on you. My dad almost got one, but luckily he didn't. I can only imagine if he had - my tall, goofy, mustache rockin, motor and bicycle riding, mechanic dad with a huge, colorful butterfly tat, yikes.