when/if

When/if I get a new ukulele (concert, i wanna concert uke) I wanna get a Sharpie and cover my cheapo soprano uke with Beatles lyrics quotes. my god I'm a Beatles dork. is this one of those things you should try and keep rather secret if it's, yknow, too fanatic? I mean, I've got like 5 Ringo albums. that is a little lame. BUT I LURVE RINGO. (see below.) and I dun wanna start beatleranting (I do but haven't the time)..so yahh

what else

uh
tonight was the school music concert- i'm in choir so i had to sing. it's a little depressing because do you know what? anything you do someone is always better then you. Sigh. i make myself feel better by thinking things like, well that person is hella good at music but uhh I have a personality? and hilariousness and fuck you, i can crochet things... anyway those things always get me down, i hate it when people are better at something than me. ugh. but that's everyone at everything really so I better get over it.

i'm knitting & crocheting things for relatives now, and I forgot how much i LOVE crocheting. jesus. so fun and gorgeus..
I want to crochet BEATLES.
/needs skin-colored acrylic yarn...
hnnn
and black
grrr
anda a pattern

many years from now

It is disturbing to me that my brother knows the lyrics of When I'm 64 so well.
I bring this up because we had a test in German today, and we had to write down the numbers- one of them was vierundsechzig. i wrote 64, and underneath it: 'wann ich vierundsechzig: when i'm sixtyfour?' My German teacher is a huge Beatles fan. I wonder if she grades the tests?

What else happened today. Not much anything very exciting at all. Maybe things well get awesomeber as I go along.

And now I've got When I'm Sixty Four stuck in my head. I was singing Rocky Racoon earlier. The Anthology version, in which Paul says "sminking of gin" instead of "stinking of gin" and Rocky Racoon is such a weirdly awesome song. I woke up this morning with it stuck in my head.

I froze a Twinkie last night and just remembered it. It is delicious. Mhm..

There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
Another good Lennon quote. Well. Beatles. Since it's from All You Need is Love. At some point in their career, I think they stopped being "Beatles songs" and more like Paul songs or John songs and George songs and a Ringo song. Like. Like when I think Blackbird I think PAUL not THE BEATLES like that, you know, but I Wanna Hold Your Hand, that's not PAUL, that's THE BEATLES. If it makes sense. Which I doubt.

I'm borrredd. I should knit. And. Read? watch Help! again? grr. Or AHDN. Or Yellow Submarine. Or find a t-shirt to order...

Later, 9:45: Oh my does time fly. When you're doing nothing. Actually I went to Bi-Mart with mom and got beef jerky and then I came home and re-started my cowl a few times till I got it right. it is gorgeous yarn- MALABRIGO. And it's soft.
Oh, I ordered a shirt. Uh. The dark blue Help! one in a women's XL that I hope will fit. Really hope. Cos it was 20 dollars. And as long as I was buying from these folk, for shipping costs, I also got a pack of Beatles buttons-- Sgt. Pepper ones, and a thing of The Who buttons. I like The Who. And now the David Bowie button on my backpack will no longer be alone. Lonely David Bowie no more.
So this is weird, but I don't like it when people I don't like like the things I like. Did that make any sense? Here's an example. The Beatles are universal- everyone (pretty much) likes the Beatles. A lot more people love the Beatles and a fewer amount of them are really friggin' obsessed with the Beatles. I'm on my way to that but, like, not quite. Anyway what annoys me is when people I really friggin' hate like the Beatles. Like they're not good enough. Maybe I'm just possesive. Or crazy. Whatever.
I like tonight's Shirt.Woot. Not sure I'll buy it. I did buy 30 bucks worth of stuff online earlier today. Damn, it's a cool Help! shirt. I love Help! the album song and movie. Gwrr. I like the shirt doesn't go out and say BEATLES! but it has the cool h-e-l-p silhouettes and Help!. Rar. The other one I liked was, uh, oh I always love the Sgt. Pepper drumhead thing.

today

Went to Spokane with mom and did shopping and whatnot. I got three balls of yarn- some browns/orange Malabrigo and rainbow Moshi Plus and some bright Noro Kureyon. And we went to Halloween stores- uh uh, she got some costume and I got a Gryffindor tie at one and an aviator scarf cos it was on sale, and at this other store I just wandered around, being tired and wanting to leave, until I saw the large collection of hats. I love hats. I had found this cheap aviator's cap, like one with fur and whatnot, and thought it was pretty cool so i sort of wore it around the store to find my mom- a worker must have overheard me talking about cos he came up to me and was like, here is this other aviatar hat- and it was much cooler, sort of leather-looking with buckles and the like. And I found a 'chaffauer's cap' which looks like the hat John Lennon wore in Help/A Hard Day's Night. Well, mine's a bit more, er, puffier? it puffs more, his is more flat, but it's a very cool hat for 4 bucks.

For Halloween this year I'm gonna be an aviator? or Amelia Earhart. AE has short hair. I do not. I want short hair. But I don't think I'll cut it for a Halloween costume..also, I look terrible with short hair- emphasizes my very round face, I am told. My face is not so round as they say it is. Anyway- so the scarf and the cap and I should round up a leather/leather-ish aviator/bomber jacket somewhere...not like I'm doing anything for Halloween, yah.

oh! this second costume store I was at, I was just wandering about and there's a '70s!' section, so I wander over to it; tie-dye and peace symbols and floral prints but something catches my eye- British Revolution! and British Explosion! costumes. OMG. I geek-freaked. Two Sgt.Pepper-esque costumes- but a dark green and a darrk blue and there were only 3 colors, wtf? so very cool, though. I was half-considering it- and then realized there cannot be simply ONE. You have to have four. I mean. I don't have any friends, so- no one would dress up with me. Also, again: all-dressed-up-and-nowhere-to-go situation here. The other one, Revolution! one was The Suit- their Ed Sullivan stuits, grey with the black colors- I wanted this. But for 50 dollars? and also, again, the Lone Beatle? sigh.

So this yarn- thisss yarrn. Malabrigo. Is gorgeous and brown-y colors with these splashes of orange and yellow in it- so at first I was like, HAAT but then I think the splashes of orange would look funky and not in a good way, so maybe a scarf or cowl. God, a cowl out of this would be awesome. So. COWL.
this Noro isn't alot of yarn and should stripe pretty I should think, so a hat, maybe a ribbed cap or something like that.
And I need to figure out this..fuck, Mochi Plus. It's rainbow and soft. WHAT to do? a hat maybe.

I'm getting distracted. ...yarn? patterns. rightrightright...very tired.
Watched Boondock Saints with my mom tonight. I don't think she quite appreciated it as much as my brother and me..

on the subject of footwear

I am the sort of person who puts shoes on and then wears them for the sake of shoe-wearing. It's weird. But most nights, I don't take my shoes off until after 11- when I go to bed, it's like, oh right: shoes. This happens most in the winter, cos my feet get cold without shoes. On Friday I had my shoes on until-oh at least 3. On Saturday I got them off before midnight, which was good. Well I'm wearing my Cons and if it were boots, slightly different story, because a) if I have any intention of doing anything else that night, the boots? not coming off. Especially beatle boots. Even if it's just a quick walk to the cop shop to get a pop from the soda machine, it's probably not worth the hassle of removing and then putting footwear back on, so I'll keep them on for the night. I just like wearing shoes. My boots I wear usually- combat boots, which I feel like a BAMF in, or my beatle boots if I'm feeling alright about them and not too self-consious about pointy shoes. When I'm not wearing boots I still walk like I'm wearing boot- which is to say, these very controlled movements, sort of this certain step I use - heelrollballtoes. So in these Converse I look rather like a doofus, walking all proper.
lalala, I'm bored. I've spent most of the night watching Anthology. 's great. Have I mentioned how much I love Ringo Starr? He's funny; but one of my favorite parts of the eps I watched, they were talking about doing Shea Stadium the second time and how they had less people, only 50,000 (Ringo: "oh nooo only 50,000") but so they showed this footage of the reporter at the Shea, reporting and asking fans all these questions, and they showed Neil Aspinall and Ringo talking about it, and they cut to George: "Oh wait, I don't remember going back a second time." LOL. GEORGE. I reallyyylike George, his music is kickass. Crackerbox Palace always gets stuck in my head whenever I hear it. I think Ringo Starr is something of a, well, nowadays, sorta a douchebag. But I still like him.
Argh I'm ranting again..
Shoes. Right. I like my shoes; I like wearing shoes, and I bring this up because it's like, have you ever thought about it, how often are you not wearing shoes?
So my mom says I have to go to school tomorrow. On time. And all the classes. And every day this week. It's a joke between us- (ALSO HOLY SHIT I HAVE SOME FUCKING HOMEWORK DUE I JUST REMEMBERED IT, fucking GOVERNMENT class shitshitshit) where the night before school I'll go, "so, wait. let me get this straight. i have to go to school tomorrow?" and she'll say, "oh well, yes. now that you mention it." and i'll be, "so on a level on 1-10..." so she'll say, "11. it's definetly, you have to go." and, me: "and this is like, 100 hundred percent?" so she'll be, "right. of course you could just drop out and join the circus..." and to finish it, me, being serious: "do not tempt me, woman."

I better go to this Government class thing, a worksheet on the Constitution. Which I find interesting. But BORING. so I'll put on some Lennon or that new Paul album I got and see if I can finish it, sonofabitch.

oh lol

Today I played a lotta Rock Band & hung around the library & went to Goodwill. in reverse order.
I am getting hella better on RB drums, I tell you what. Played for about two hours straight, now I'VE GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS! sorry that's from Helter Skelter, I really do though, from clutching drumsticks. There's a Achievement on the game called I've Got Blisters on My Fingers, which is beating Helter Skelter on Expert Drums. It is my life's goal.

Anyway- so I've spent the evening watching SNL and Let It Be and planning Being Eighteen Fucking Years Old with Heather, which at this point seems to be: on October the 9th (I'm turning 18 on the 8th, she's 18 today), well, here's what I proposed to her and bear in mind, we are bored teenagers, now legal: smokes & wine & Lion King. Let me clear that up- I've figured out the Things You Can Do When 18. 1. Buy tobacco. I don't like smoking, I disaprove wholeheartedly, (sidenote: I am easily brainwashed, aka, I watch all these videos of the Beatles smoking and I think, that's HOT but I rememebr GEORGE DIES OF IT but ahem, still) but it's more of the idea that now I can totes buy cigs if I want them. I don't want cigarettes, I want these cigarellos that are,like, grape-flavored and stuff. Kody had them on his 18th. 2. What was I talking about? Oh Things Can Be Done at 18. Vote. Which I plan to do. Early and often, as the saying goes. 3. Buy porn. Redudant, thanks to the internet, but worth saying. I'm...not going to buy any porn. Honestly. 4. Get a tattoo. Well, apparently, since the Allen Family Tradition (Kody did it, so it is? he says.) is Getting A Tattoo On Your 19th Birthday, so we'll see in year. 5. Join the Army. Not. Happening. 5-no, sorry, 6. Order things from infomercials. Again, with the internet, sorta redudant, but I had forgotten this one and got all excited when someone told me. FUCK AND YES. As another sidenote: I am pretty surely getting a Snuggie for my birthday. Awesome? YES.

Anyway- so our Being 18 thing. H's dad is pretty much yah I'll buy you alcohol so she likes wine so we might do that, but keep it on the downlo, hush hush, you know, not quite legal for us to be drinking at 18, but honestly I like Mike's hard lemonade, I'm trying to sway her to get that. She doesn't like my 'smokes' idea but I just like wanna tryyy even if it's retarded; I know smoking is retarded. I'm not a retarded teenager and for once, I sorta wanna be one. Even if it's a grape-flavored cigarello. And my mom doesn't want me to. So there's one for it, anyway. So my idea is we go to her house, drink and smoke and be retarded teenagers, watch some Disney movies (well, what else?) and then I'll stagger home smelling of grape smoke and huckleberry wine, late at night so mother will not be the wiser, and all's well that ends well really. Ah, carefully planned rebellion never tasted so good. I'm only writing all this Sorta Illegal/May Not Even Happen stuff because honestly I'm pretty sure no one reads this blog, like, ever. Which I like so I can say stuff like that up there.

So it's almost 3, gasp, and here I am typing away. Well I was gonna go to bed but Sandy (da's gf) came out and said a thing that was pretty funny so I wanted to document its hilariousness and then I got distracted with that there prequel and stuff, so anyway here's what happened.
Me, at computer: hi.
Sandy: your dad just suggested we be JOHN AND YOKO for halloween
Me: WHAT, (collapsing in laughter)
Sandy: I KNOW that is what I SAID
Me: JOHN AND YOKO
Sandy: yeah like WHAT that wouldn't even work
Me: cos like JOHN is SKINNY and also you guys look NOTHING--
Sandy: I KNOW because like of shapes of their faces and the HAIR
Me: ahahaha that's madness, hilarious
Sandy: (as she goes back into dad's room) I ratted you out, Alyssa is laughing her ASS OFF
To be fair I was. Cos it is a pretty funny idea. I think my mom's bf would make a good John- he is crazy skinny and has a gaunt face and with a wig and some granny glasses he would be a scary good Lennon but mom as Yoko? nahh well maybe with some puffy black hair, ahah.
The late night is getting to me, I am going maaad with sleepiness? or not so much, mhmm

On the weekend of my bday- I think mom and me? are going to Spokane for Happy Fun Mother/Daughter Time/Shopping. BUT all I wanna do (is boogaloo, oh fuck you Ringo Starr and your damned catchy songs) is go to see the Toy Story 1/2 in 3d at the IMAX up there, which it may or not be there, I've not idea and should surely google it but hey, it's almost 3 in the mornin' and mhmm, I got two new CDs today -Lennon Legend and Band on the Run. Well what else. I need to get more Harrison stuff, I am sorely lacking in the George Harrison division. As far as Ex-Beatle Beatle music I have, legally, it's now 3 Pauls (Tripping the Live Fantastic, Flaming Pie, and Botr), 1 Lennon( that one I just said) 2 Ringos- Time Takes Time and Ringo, and yah no George. WTF. Well I have one track from Cloud Nine- When We Was Fab, cos I lloove that song, got it off itunes, and I have All Things Must Pass on youtube vids somewhere on my ipod but those don't rly count oh my god I should go to bed, shitshit.

I think if I ever started a band I would call it, like, I'm Not A Robot or Sometimes I Wish I Were A Dinosaur. It would be a pretty awful band.

magical mystery tour-what?

Bored and alone, I found Magical Mystery Tour on youtube, a made-for-TV Beatles movie from 1967. It is trippy. And weird. And...doesn't make much sense. But has some good musics (Blue Jay Way, I Am the Walrus, Fool on the Hill) and some funny John randomness and Paul dorkiness (Your Mother Should Know (another PaulIsDead "clue" in that one, apparently, cos Paul is wearing a black flower and the others, a red one, so clearly y'all is totes dead.)) At one point- they're in this bar and there's a strippper and a band onstage and, really, Beatles, a stripper?--anway, the band is singing this song, Death Cab for Cutie. AND GUESS WHAT. There's a band called that. Named after that song/scene. Some indie band-formed in this state, too, Washington. Interesting. Unlike Fall-Out Boy, these guys apparently know where the name of their band comes from- Fall Out Boy does not, and it comes from an episode of The Simpsons. Fail, Fall Out Boy. Win, Death Cab For Cutie.

So i am bored. I ordered a pizza. Lamely. And only ate a few pieces. Really? I just kinda wanted the Dr Pepper that came with it. Sigh. MMT was a weird movie did I mention? Paul's sweatervest was BA though. I want all his sweatervests all the time-srsly, their clothing, is awful, and I want it. I love the Walrus video. John looks like he's having so much fun. And George being adorable. Not enough George! in it whatsoever, he's got a few lines and he does Blue Jay Way very creepily (it's an eerie song, there's a fog upon LAaaaa..) and when they're wizards, one of them says:What's next on the agenda? and George, straight at the camera: A SONG! and Ringo is clearly high throughout this thing, but it's Ringo so he always looks high. Ahah. So all I need to watch now- in terms of Official Beatles Movies- is Let It Be. And in Non Official Beatles Movies, there's The Hours and Times, Birth of the Beatles, Backbeat, Two of Us, Nowhere Boy, and a bunch others, I think, those are the ones I wanna see though. Oh! and whatever movies John and Ringo starred in- John was in How We Won the War or something, I neeed to see it, and Ringo I guess did random bit parts of things..

Today, I mentioned to Blake something about Pattie Boyd, George Harrison's first wife, left him for Eric Clapton or something- cue my brother going "ERIC CLAPTON. REALLY. SHE DITCHED HIM FOR ERRIIIIC CLAAPTON." he seemed to think this was unbelievable. "OF ALL THE RANDOM FAMOUS PEOPLE HE IS SURROUNDED BY- ERIC CLAPTON. " Dhani Harrison- George's son- is about his clone, I think. Honestly. also he's pretty adorable- and I should listen to his music sometime, mhm Dhani Harrison.
I get crazy sad whenever I read anything about John's death- and so angry at that sonofabitch who shot him. HOW. WHY. John Lennon-how could you KILL him? yes he was a dick and hyprocrite sometimes- but a musical genius and argh, see, Jesus, it's worthless getting upset over.

oof

Paul McCartney is pretty adorable guys. I mean like. Pretty much all the time UP TILL this year or so, haha, he's kind of old now? but I just bought at Goodwill, Tripping the Light Fantastic, one of Paul's (numerous i'm assuming) albums, I guess it's a sort of live show he did back in 1990-ish, and these are the 'highlights'. Anyway it seems to be Beatles songs, or his Beatles songs anyway, and nothing ex-Beatle Paul, but I was looking at the pictures on the booklet thing. Damn, he's fine. There's something about a guy with a guitar/bass that just gets me. Any guy, really. Beatles especially. and other rock 'n rollers- er, I'm not positive about Robert Plant-if he plays guitar or not- but he sure is pretty sexy. Or was. Aha.

Oh, my dad is full of surprises. I was packing & Blake was chatting with him and I come in and Blake's like, DAD KNOWS OCTOPUS'S GARDEN. and he did know the tune and some of the words. They must've been talking about Beatles Rock Band. And then Dad goes- does the game have Maxwell's Silver Hammer? and I'm like, ah no and Blake's like. WHAT. and yeah, Dad like grew UP on this stuff, so he knows it of course. And I'm slowly brainwashing Blake with the Beatles, ahah. I'll mention things to him- about Ringo or Paul or a song or a quote of theirs (when the press asked them about what they were doing writing 'daytripper' and 'norweigon wood' and saying it was supposedly about 'prostitutes and lesibians', paul says: 'we're just trying to write songs about prostitutes and lesbians.' and then they go- well what about 'eleanor rigby'? and john says: 'that's one's about a couple o' queers'.) and then I'll catch him humming 'yellow submarine' or stuff like that. And so he dropped him off for his camp thing- and I was across the parking lot- and I'm not sure why/how Blake was doing this, but I hear him go-'YEAH; he got the MOST FAN MAIL.' and the other kid was like rly? and blake was like' yeah out of ALL THE BEATLES RINGO got the MOST FAN MAIL.' DUDE WHICH I TOLD HIM. I read an interview thing where the press asked- Ringo why do you think you get the most fan mail? and Ringo says something like I suppose most of them write to me. Which reminds me of the line in 'A Hard Day's Night' where they're getting their fan mail- and Ringo has lots, and John says 'Must've cost you a fortune in stamps, Ringo.' Anyway. m'glad Blakery is liking The Beatles. I'm actually pretty sure EVERYONE HAS SOME CONNECTION/OPINION/ HAS AT LEAST HEARD OF/ TO/WITH the BEATLES. Srsly. Spanning many generations. Good job boys.


eta: omg I just realized this: I think Blake loves the Beatles almost as much as I do. Sadly Ringo is pretty much our favorite Beatle due mostly to Octopus's Garden and the fact he doesn't seem like much of a jerk and also he's still alive and DUDE, OCTOPUS'S GARDEN.

something smells of peanut butter

That reminds me. I've got to make espresso for tomorrow...
ah I got my John Lennon book in the mail. Of course now I'm very meh on Lennon and OOER on all the others, but good luck finding a bio of Ringo, lol. It's got a nice cover, though, the book. LENNONFACE WATCHA. As opposed to the hardcover missing-it's-paper-cover Shout! The Beatles in Their Generation that I've got. OH. NOW I NEED GEORGE AND PAUL BOOK YES. -goes off on amazon- And I want Lennon's In His Own Write but not a newer one with the Yoko Ono forword. I try to not hate Yoko Ono cos John Lennon and she were in love and LOVE IS ALL YOU NEED. Still. On Sunday- I saw an interview on Entertainment Tonight- some reporter girl, obv from the Beatles generation and fangirly- had this "Beatles reunion", she interviewed Paul and Ringo and Olivia Harrison and Yoko Ono. She was asking dumb, fangirly questions (most people would do the same thing, lol, but she was so very annoying) and Paul and Olivia were mostly putting up with it and going along while Ringo was very mehh and vague answers while Yoko Ono, well, was Yoko Ono. Man. Say what you want about Yoko, but she is friggin' fierce. Srsly. She would cut a bitch. And was this close to that with this reporter chick- some retarted question about John and Yoko justs looks at her like, 'excuse me?' and this lady starts stammering and trying to make sense and I was like, dude, lol. Anyway she had this huge crush on Paul, obvs, and evidently a great dislike for Ringo. Nnr.

What was a I doing. BOOKS. and espresso lol how did bold get on haha. there we go. Oh I am too lazy for book shopping now. All that typing and opening and closing tabs and reading reviews. I want to finish Shout! by tomorrow anyway, wanna start on Lennon: The Definitive Biography. I was reading the back and it said 'completely revised and updated' and srsly, what is there more to update? like, he's dead? so. eh maybe if they had more pictures & info & quotes or something? anyway, looks good. This Shout! book I'm reading seems to favor John and diss Paul a lot and usually, just leave Ringo out of the whole story. Like, he was describing what they did when they weren't recording music- at least 3 pages on John, 2 on Paul, 1 1/2 to George (and even then mostly to his sitar, ha) and literally? a paragraph for Ringo. Awww. Poor Ringo.

they call me best

Pete Best, that is, BECAUSE I AM AWFUL ON DRUMS at rock band anyway, Blake's totes rocking the guitar/bass and I'm flailing around on drums and I'm like don't kick me out of the baand, Blake.

if I had three friends who liked me/the beatles enough to wear these, we would be The Beatles for Halloween and it. would. be. AWESOME. or we could be in suits and Beatle boots. OMG. I am very excited for my beatle boots. I hope they fit alright. oh hey that costume site only's got red and blue and green, no orange for george? man. fail.

hmm i make it a point to not buy tees from sites that don't provide size charts, but this Lennon shirt is pretty frigging awesome too bad no sizies. aw man.

also something random I have to share with you, as long as we're on the Sgt. Pepper costume subject. here is the creepiest picture I have ever seen of John Lennon, and you will see why momentarily:


OKAY WHAT THE HELL, RIGHT. HANDS. IN. PANTS. Sort of CREEPY/CASUALLY, too, like, yep. Paul, beside him, slightly raised eyebrow: rly john?. George: damn my hair is fiine should i put a thumb up oh no too late and Ringo, looking stoned out of his mind, naturally. Anyway, the weird bit is this, that's there's another pic of this scene:






Clearly taken at a different time, they've shifted, see the dropped hands for Paul and George; the camera man has moved or something, and STILL, JOHN, HANDS TUCKED INTO PANTS. Ringo, still: guys whut is goin on there is a camera pointing at me hullo cameraa. Also does he look preggers or is that just me? My brother calls John, with that mustache, his pedophile mustache. Srsly.

shaaame

I'm still pretty sick but I got medicine, some cold stuff and it's alright but I still feel awful.

I still went shopping today w/ mom. We got coffee flavors and at St. Vinnie's, I bought some glow in the dark stars and then when she went grocery shopping, I went next door to Hastings, promising myself to not buy any books. I saw a pretty neat Beatles one and didn't work up the nerve to ask someone to help me find In His Own Write but I looked at music, there was some George Harrison stuff and Paul and John, all the Paul ones were used and cheap, ha, but there was only ONE Ringo Starr album and it was marked down to 2.50. Time Takes Time. Of course I bought it. I was this close to buying a Paul McCartney one, too, but, eh.

I came home and Blake was all, whadja buy and I'm like, don't..don't laugh at me, Blake, i'm ashamed of my purchase. He was also amused by the 2.50 thing. God, we spend hours joking about Ringo Starr. Uh, we had a good one. I was telling him about a book Ringo had, (also about how I cannot find any biography on Ringo Starr- I can find them on John&George quite easily, they're dead, and there's even a few on Paul for godsake but no Ringo ones, hmm) where he had put postcards that the other Beatles sent him into book form, and he wrote captions to them and stuff. I told Blake of this book, and he was like, 'wait, did they go places and LEAVE him there? or did he just like, forget to come? is one of the postcards 'dear ringo-you missed the plane. having fun w/out you. from george' or whatever? what the hell.' One of our running jokes is that Ringo Starr was just stoned all the time. 'what's a beatle?' 'i play drums?' ' Cos of okay, I read this thing where it listed all the celebrities/famous folk on the Sgt. Pepper cover, and I was just skimming it, mostly John and Paul had picked them, and gave reasons, and George chose some and there were some quotes, and Ringo had said: "I don't remember it, really, I must've been there. I was in the picture.." something along the lines of that. We're like, wth, Ringo was so stoned he doesn't remember it, that's hilarious. Uhh...lost of train of thought now...Ringo. Oh, right. We want to make shirts that say 'poor ringo' or something like that. Haha. Continually, we quote that scene from the Dewey Cox: Walk Hard movie, which has a ridiculous title but is a pretty hilarious movie. 'I've got a song about an octupus' "ringo" says, and "John" says, 'Jam it up your ass, you're lucky we still let you play drums' and there's a lot of good jokes in it, like when John (played by Paul Rudd) says to Paul (Jack Black, lol) "i wonder if your songs will still be shit when I'm sixty-four..."

anyway, we do spent a lot of time playing Beatles Rock Band. The best thing about it is, well I'm not video-gamey but Blake is, and it's cool cos it doesn't bother me when he plays it cos it's awesome music.

So I knitted my mom a hat for her birthday and now I like knitting hats, i'm agonna knit everyone for christmas, yayy

mhmm right now I'm singing 'Chains' by yeah, the beatles, is it George that sings Chains I think?