I was downloading the pictures from my digital camera this morning, and laughed out loud when I saw how emo The Squirrelly looked in this photo.
Update: See Kevin's remix here.
Posted on January 23, 2006 to The Squirrelly
That is so beautiful, and dark.
Can I get the t-shirt?
You have to show that picture and poem to his first girlfriend.
I'm not into his main band anymore. And everyone else is into the side project so I don't like that either. I sort of like the side project of his side project but that's starting to seem like a sellout too. So now I'm into this EP that he's only started thinking about releasing in ten years but he's only going to press four copies. It's about poop. It's awesome.
The Squirrely has an LJ! OMGZor!z
Forget the naked baby pictures, you need to frame this one for his prom date.
Ah, but who will have heard of emo in 17 years?
^en^ has a point -- But who knows, maybe it'll be undergoing a revival like all the past fashions are.
Nah, in 17 years, knowing about emo will be like knowing about obscure bands today, very much the desirable state to some wacky group.
hilarious!!!!!!!!!! love it love it love it!
Pulitzer shortlist. Definitely.
Oh man...he needs his own Myspace page. He'll totally draw the chicks and get signed by some label.
One of those that will be lost, forgotten and he may stumble over and find when he is 21..
I'm not familiar with the adjective "emo". The only emo I know is Emo Phillips, and I don't think that applies here unless the Squirrelly has started to say things like "I was walking down the street, something caught my eye, and dragged it thirty feet". Would someone please clarify?
'Emo' came from 'Emotional hardcore'. Started i beleive when Hardcore/metal started calling the people singing Emo 'whining bitches'. So the emo people left the hard rock scene, and started their own bands.
But thats my take on it at least. Emo's roots are shrouded in purple clouded, excessive eye-makeup wearing, My daddy doesn't love me enough history.
Wikipedia has an article http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Emo_%28music%29 that i don't nessesarily agree with. Anywho. I forgot what I was orriginally going to post, but this is enough.
Baby Emo could be the new Anne Geddes. The Xy and z generation will want lasting and memorable photos of their young breed to cherish for eternity. We've been dressing up the kids as stuffed animals long enough. Now it's time to dress them as lethargic musicians!
Here's a candidate.
Fine Portrayal of your First Progeny. Fantastic Poem!
Rockin! I look forward to more angsty poetry from T.S.
Hi, long-time lurker, first time poster here. I just had to post because this photo/poem made me laugh so hard I had tears in my eyes. Reminds me of my 2 1/2 year old when he doesn't get M&Ms for breakfast.
So much despair. So much snot.
So great. I teach teenagers. They could learn from Squirrely.
I live in Maine and your site was referred to me months ago by one of your former co-workers (a college friend of mine). I have a 13 month old daughter and while I rarely read blogs, I check back to yours often because it makes me laugh out loud (among my favs were the taiwan exploding ball story which I shared widely, and the post about seattle's literacy program). At any rate - I LOVE this one too and shared it with my daughter's PNP (who I work with). We both think that "sometimes I poop just to know I'm alive" is a brilliant line. Anyway - keep up the good work and know you have us laughing on both coasts!
The tile floor I stand on is a reflection of myself
All white and speckley
Your modernist reduction of the well-known, "I think, therefore I am" captures the modern ethos, the inherent nihilistic approach to modern life that reduces all of us to the search for closeness to the primordial, naturalistic relationship with man and nature. To embrace mucus and poop is the desire of all of us; to know truly what it is to be human.
Now, go wipe his nose and give him a Juicy Juice.
And what is he reading--an atlas index? And upside-down? No wonder he's having an existential quandary.
oh gosh, he is going to be so mad one day.
But thanks for making our day!
The picture is nice. I liked the color of his t-shirt.
What a wonderfully inspired poem... it should win Poem of the Year. ;o)
OK, that poem made me laugh so hard I had to come out of the woodwork and let you know. And your Bush word game post thingy from a few weeks ago was fantastic too.
'Sometimes I poop just to know I'm alive' indeed...