turn your head to the left and think, look up to the right, and think. this is the traditional pose for thinking of something to think of. an automatic ritual to try and think of something to do, something to write. body language gives away so much, but i am blind to it. i never think of it, but it’s still rather interesting i suppose. just a muse.

my brains still a little scattered from the previous night of going to see iron maiden. it was epic for sure. i love hip hop to death, but you don’t mosh at a hip hop show. get rowdy yes, but not the real deal moshin’ with manglers. with fire, and fireworks, and crazy costumes and multileveled stages. these kind of things can only come with that big production rock show. anyone who goes to the white river amphitheater should be warned though. don’t expect to get out of there anytime soon after the show. talk about a clusterfuck of traffic. an hour and a half to just get out of all the crazy traffic and get to I-5. so worth it though. i even managed to catch bruce dickinson’s (maiden’s lead singer) beanie hat, in the middle of the mosh pit.

which was awesome.