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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?

Posted by: holley on January 23, 2006 3:27 PM

You have to show that picture and poem to his first girlfriend.

Posted by: schmutzie on January 23, 2006 5:58 PM

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.

Posted by: jmoe on January 23, 2006 6:33 PM

The Squirrely has an LJ! OMGZor!z

Posted by: Jason on January 23, 2006 7:08 PM

Forget the naked baby pictures, you need to frame this one for his prom date.

Posted by: moose on January 23, 2006 8:07 PM

Ah, but who will have heard of emo in 17 years?

Posted by: EN on January 23, 2006 8:19 PM

^en^ has a point -- But who knows, maybe it'll be undergoing a revival like all the past fashions are.

Posted by: digital_me on January 23, 2006 8:22 PM

Nah, in 17 years, knowing about emo will be like knowing about obscure bands today, very much the desirable state to some wacky group.

Posted by: emdalton on January 23, 2006 8:38 PM

hilarious!!!!!!!!!! love it love it love it!

Posted by: tanyetta on January 23, 2006 9:53 PM

Pulitzer shortlist. Definitely.

Posted by: BarnacleKB on January 24, 2006 12:56 AM

Oh man...he needs his own Myspace page. He'll totally draw the chicks and get signed by some label.

Posted by: Phat Daddy on January 24, 2006 4:06 AM

One of those that will be lost, forgotten and he may stumble over and find when he is 21..

Posted by: Large Women Fashions on January 24, 2006 5:04 AM

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?

Posted by: C. on January 24, 2006 5:42 AM

'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.

Posted by: wedge on January 24, 2006 7:27 AM

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.

Posted by: k_sra on January 24, 2006 10:50 AM

Fine Portrayal of your First Progeny. Fantastic Poem!

Posted by: jpoulos on January 24, 2006 11:14 AM

Rockin! I look forward to more angsty poetry from T.S.

Posted by: jennifer on January 24, 2006 1:51 PM

If you don't like the wikipedia article, a less scholarly -- and much more amusing -- set of definitions can be found here: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=emo

Posted by: emdalton on January 24, 2006 2:34 PM

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.

Posted by: Julie on January 25, 2006 5:29 AM

So much despair. So much snot.

Posted by: Keith on January 25, 2006 10:41 AM

So great. I teach teenagers. They could learn from Squirrely.

Posted by: shauna on January 25, 2006 1:30 PM

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!

Posted by: Chris on January 25, 2006 6:14 PM

The tile floor I stand on is a reflection of myself

All white and speckley

Posted by: Triskle on January 26, 2006 4:09 AM

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.

Posted by: Davey on January 26, 2006 5:09 AM

And what is he reading--an atlas index? And upside-down? No wonder he's having an existential quandary.

Posted by: JulieO on January 26, 2006 8:03 AM

oh gosh, he is going to be so mad one day.

But thanks for making our day!

Posted by: Ceece on January 26, 2006 1:19 PM

The picture is nice. I liked the color of his t-shirt.

Posted by: christ on January 28, 2006 6:25 AM

What a wonderfully inspired poem... it should win Poem of the Year. ;o)

Posted by: Saur on January 30, 2006 3:39 PM

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...

Posted by: widdershins on January 31, 2006 12:46 PM