eh its okay. everyone can probably get a good idea. i'm white. i sometimes wear those warm winter hats in the summer at basement shows. i have a black flag tattoo. i have various stick and poke disasters on various parts of my body strategically like grenades that make no sense to anyone other than a very small group of old friends, who are slowly dwindling away, i wear buddy holly glasses. i try to wear band shirts but they usually smell the worst. i pick what smells best on the top my hamper. today its my fathers fire department shirt. cool. i have curly brown hair. green eyes. the most beautiful bandmate/fiance/best friend/enabler/ lover/muse in the world. i'd be nocturnal if i didn't have to catch the tail end of my methadone program (story up 30 seconds before they close).. and yeah, thats me. i look like just about every confused 20 something desperately trying to find something to cling on to, drowning and waiting for a life vest or floating body.