i'm in the market for a jacket.

not that it's really getting cold here or anything like that, but maybe you've seen the jacket i wear most of the time. it's more of a lined brown shirt that's gotta be about thirty years old. i got it from my grandfather, who's a total hardass. i totally dig this jacket, so i'm not really thinking about totally replacing it or anything like that, but being as old as it is, it's definitely worse for wear so i figure i should probably get another jacket to slow down the wear. you know how it is.

so what i'm looking for is just a black jacket, a light one, there's not much use for a heavy one out here and i remember seeing one i really liked, what's problematic about that is that this was about a year and a half ago, more problematic is that it was at a mall in illinois. i think it was a kenneth cole, which is cool, not necessarily because i'm a fan of kenneth cole, i don't think i have a stitch of clothing designed by him, it'd be something different for me is all.

but then you know how it is, it's never just about a jacket, not with me anyway. there's all kinds of other implications, mostly products of a ridiculously integrated education and a somewhat overactive imagination. i find myself pondering and trying to understand a sentiment like the one conveyed in the adage "clothes make the man" a maxim i've never gone along with. maybe it's because i wore a uniform in school or that one time i got yelled at for wearing a wrinkled shirt. but then if i had gone along with it, my identity would seem to change every three days out of seven or so.

i think i'll get some boots too.

feeling: rawk
thinking of: kirsten dunst, "bring it on" greatest movie of all time
music: "beautiful girl" the gadjits