There are two great rules of life, the one general and the other particular. The first is that everyone can in the end, get what he wants, if he only tries. That is the general rule. The particular rule is that every individual is, more or less, an exception to the rule.
Samuel Butler, The Notebooks of Samuel Butler I, Lord, What is Man? - Life xiv
Ci sono due grandi regole nella vita, una generale e l'altra particolare. La prima è che tutti finiscono per ottenere ciò che vogliono, se solo ci provano. Questa è la regola generale. La regola particolare è che ogni individuo è, chi più chi meno, un'eccezione alla regola generale.
we’ve been getting pretty excited about our KING TUFF show!! we’ve been putting up the posters that SUB POP sent us, and we made some flyers too. i made the bat one and the heart one, and amelia did the cat flyer!!
when i was a kid i used to set up shows and really loved making flyers. i would cut up comic books and cut and paste all day, i made friends with the weirdo cute dude who worked overnight at the kinkos and basically didn’t pay for copies. i really miss setting up shows but TWO THINGS HAPPENED that stopped me. mainly that people are sometimes BUTTHOLES at house shows and steal stuff or smoke inside or pee in your neighbors yard or something.
LET’S ALL HAVE FUN!! BEING NICE AT HOUSE SHOWS MEANS YOU GET MORE HOUSE SHOWS!!! COME PARTY, BE WELL BEHAVED!!
if our first show at this house is with KING TUFF who knows what other shows we could have!? also, all of my friends are tougher than your friends, and i really don’t want them to have to prove it.
Important and accurate cross section of our relationship.
(also the center photobooth strip is heartbreaking a bit, it was the day Sammy left Oregon after our first visit. I rode the train with him to the airport, cried on the way back downtown, and then cried more when I realized I’d missed my bus back to Eugene for the night, and couldn’t get ahold of any of my friends in Portland. Awful. The cool part was when he moved in with me for good a month later. I guess the other cool part was knowing for sure I’d met my match.)
Samuel woke up from his nap with a soft groan and sat up and rubbed his eyes. “C'ming.” he called back and climbed out of bed and went to go get dressed. The 6 year old emerges fron the bathroom wearing black knee length shorts and a blood red blouse with black suspenders and red knee high socks and black low platform shoes. Perched on his head was a small red and black top hat with an elegant rosette in the middle. After a final spin, he comes down the mansion stairs and heads to Azaezl’s study. “You wanted to see me?” he asked with a small bow, gold eyes glinting in the low light. “I do. I would like for you to meet the King of Hell himself, Crowley. Crowley, this is Samuel.” @crowleween