I had to pick my parents up from the airport this afternoon.

Before I left to get them, I was at band practice. We practice in a fairly nice place in the south downtown part of Seattle. Today, while we were practicing, Jodi, the manager of the space we rent, asked us if a band could see what a finished room looks like, compared to the unfinished room that apparently they will be taking.

We agreed to let them look in, and she told them that we were Verdigris and right after that, she said something about Sky Cries Mary. I couldn't say if she said that they were Sky Cries Mary, or if she said that we sound like Sky Cries Mary.

Since we don't particularly sound like SCM, we were thinking it was the former... but none of us were sure, so I checked out some sites with pictures and recognized a couple of them, so sure enough... Sky Cries Mary has seen our practice room! And they've been introduced to us. And they've heard us play! Cool...

I know it's just a rumor, but I would probably vote for a Kerry/McCain candidacy. It's also a rumor that McCain didn't quite say wasn't a possibility. He only confirmed that it was a rumor...

"I've never signed one of these before." -Ron Jeremy

Some friends/co-workers of mine and I just spent a couple hours at Castle Super Store, where Ron Jeremy and Kelly something-or-other were hanging out to sign autographs. I brought my DVD of "Killing Zoe" (where Ron is a short-lived Bank security guard) for him to sign.

So, I'm honored to have the first and (so far) only Ron Jeremy signed copy of "Killing Zoe". I rock.

Green hair dye (Sea Green Punky Color mixed with Flavine Manic Panic). Green shampoo (Green Apple Suave Naturals). Green conditioner. Green "jeans" (they're DKNY and feel like courderoy would if you shaved all the ridges off). Green t-shirt (Nintendo 1up Mushroom from SMB). Green boxers (but, I'm not wearing them today... they're in the laundry). Green shirt (okay, it's green and black, and it originated from Hot Topic a long time ago). Green shoes (trim... the trim on my custom shoes is lime green). Green sunglasses (Emerald Iridium Oakleys). Green jacket (canvas). Green cell phone (Nokia something with a crap third-party faceplate). Green computer (Cyborg Green Alienware box). Green car (redundantly even: Verde Green 1969 Chevrolet Impala - have I never mentioned my car in the blog before?).

If I were any more green, I'd be that alien chick that Kirk boinked.

Yeah, well, that still doesn't make me gay...

I wouldn't even call it a "Guilty Pleasure", I flatly like watching Queer Eye. It was on on Thursday, and because of various episodes, I've noticed my own minor adjustments here and there.

Today I went clothes-shopping. I've got about 8 pairs of pants, about 3 of which I wear with any frequency. Two or three wears, or if anything gets on them, and it's time to wash. Don't make that sound... all guys (except maybe the Fab5, and even then, I think Thom and Ted might) do this. I also have a ton of shorts, but very few pairs are suitable for public.

Additionally, my belt has grown too long for me. Something about losing weight and being too damn lazy to cut any more holes in it. It's served me well, and I might still need it if I turn back to the dark side of pizza.

(Not mentioning the unmentionables.)

So. I'm a t-shirt wearer. With expansions at work, my NiN Where the fuck were you? shirt, Y2KBFD, and my KMFMS.com t-shirt, among others, will likely have to be retired. What with all the t-shirt wearing, from the Fab5 I picked up a little style technique with them instead of leaving untucked (which, although comfortable as hell, apparently looks rather sloppy) and tucking them in (which tends to look goofy, and feels awkwardly snug - I always feel as though I should have a dress shirt over it when I do that), you only tuck in the front. It doesn't look too bad either, or maybe I'm just thinking that because inside I want to be hip.

Blah-fuckin-blah. I went to the Bon, or whatever they're calling themselves now. (I want to rant about companies who change their names or their brand names, but I think this sentence has covered that nicely.) I went looking for pants, possibly shorts, a belt, and possibly a shirt or two (and some stuff that I already said I wasn't saying anything about).

What happened to Levi's? Tons of other pants and crap, but no freakin' jeans. I had this pair of Levi's sage-green jeans... Oh, I loved them things. Anyway... Stonewashed is okay. Stiff dark blue working-man jeans, NOT COOL. I don't care if they're back in fashion. Fuck that. I prefer baggy, or at least loose-fit. Tapered, low-rise, bell bottoms, skin-tight... I'll pass.

The whole "weathered" look, where the ass, thighs and a couple other areas of the pants are worn a bit isn't particularly appealing to me, but if these are all the new trends and I don't want to show up to gigs and work naked, I'm going to have to concede to something. Sadly, they're also low-cut... Good with the bad.

I didn't find any green jeans. I was really hoping. Considering trends, in about 20 more years, I'll be up to my eyeballs in turquoise, plum, peach, rose, and sage jeans again, so I'll just have to be patient.

I found a belt. It scared me that the hole I needed to drill was only the second hole on this new belt. One strip of leather to make me feel all husky again. *grumble*

And while I'm looking for (none of your f'n business), the first, last and only salesperson in ALL of the store comes up to me and asks me if I need any assistance. I couldn't even glare at her, I was too taken aback. What the fuck makes you think a guy browsing the Jockey packs needs any fucking help? I was seriously offended, razzled, and dammit... I mentioned the unmentionables. See what she did?

I found a shirt, but didn't get it. I didn't bother looking at shorts... I'll just revive some of my floral-print Bermudas, get a pair of manly sandals, and get a pack of colored wife-beaters, a few Hawaiian shirts, and I'll be set. At least according to Carson's fashion sense...

I watched a crow bathe itself in a puddle in the middle of the median of a road quite near my house today.

That was a very long sentence, but it was important, and needed to be typed. Thank you for reading it.