new orleans to new york

we haven't had more than a second or two on the internet in a while. I posted these pictures yesterday or something and now I'm going back and trying to write a bit in here. But because we've been moving and shaking so crazy I actually just loaded the blog editor and we're driving right now while I write. But I gotta watch to not use up the computer juice. My screens fucked up in a way that blocks the batt-life spot.

boring boring. anyway. this post represents life from new orleans to new york. as I write this we're driving from cleveland to chicago. I've gotta type without looking because I'll get car sick.

new orleans: we didn't end up going in this amazing looking shop and I will regret that every single day.

I don't know if you can really tell in the picture, but in the back left corner of the shop there's a weird dino-cat skeleton with its arm raised.
this was us
really cool fake food art hanging outside an art gallery on magazine.

jason and I went to an antique shop and spent a long long time in there. we didn't even get halfway through the shop before we had to leave because they were closing.

we went to this rad chick Sonali's house around the french quarter. it was the most fucking amazing house I've ever seen in my life. It kind of ruined my life so I won't go into too much detail because it could really ruin anyones life. There were cool cats hanging out there making us bomb tacos with a billion topping choices and good music was being played and we were happy.

backyard:



hang in there baby!


current bf/future hubby/baby daddy-o



and then we played with the fucking unnaturals! it's rad to play a show with a band that we'd absolutely go see live no matter what. we played with them and the dives at creepyfest at the circle bar and it was maybe one of the best shows of tour so far.
there was a nerdy guy who was really into it. he had a crazy hot gf and a gator puppet that he was making swim and dance while the unnaturals played. I'm so glad that didn't happen during our set.
jose hooked us up


in the morning we went and got bbq and it was the beginning of the end


last we saw of that shirt. jason left it in memphis.

you got it!
and the show in memphis was so fun! we played at the dairy (house show) with bake sale who KILLED IT. I love bake sale. If I were actually ON the web right now I'd attach a video of them. They threw pastries. I'm pretty sure James would have a crush on all of them.



Jason tried to grab a cicada outside and it was squishy and wouldnt let go of the wall. Like, it would have let it's legs get ripped off before letting us pick him up.

they memphis show was amazing amazing and i've never sweat more in my life. like wetter than if i were swimming because the wet was coming out of my skin and wouldnt stop. i was a dripping sponge. there was nothing to do about it. no where to wipe off. i'd love to see pictures from that show because we probably looked crazy. on this tour I've learned that I sweat a lot from my top lip. Which is VERY unattractive. like a liquid moustache.

oh yeah. and that fucking bbq was the beginning of the end because we let it sit in the car all day and then drunkenly after the show it seemed like a good idea for jason to eat the pulled pork. next morning barfing, food poisoning, death. that was a bad day. had to miss graceland.
but we did pull it together enough to get to loretta lynns kitchen


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$6 chap sticks. one says 50s elvis and the other says 60s elvis. !!!!!!

it was really hard not to spend a billion dollars there because i love loretta lynn about equal to elvis.
god, and then we got to nashville to play at bettys grill. was a wacky town. we got there early and devin and i went in and made love with the locals while jason shivered and vomited on himself in the car. an old man named Jimbo told me "you know, in Ireland 'spunk' is what they call MAN JUICE" and then walked away. A old sausage-y leathery man named Gene freaked us all out. If I had interenet right now I'd be looking this up, and I suggest you do, but Gene told me that 1st he went to vietnam. got injureed. came back and worked for the government. I said, what did you do? I expected him to say post office or some shit and he said sniper. he told me that people think he's a bastard because he's killed soo many people. whatevz, i said. then he retired from sniping and was a PROFESSIONAL WRESTLER named the viking. Look this shit up. He was very good and famous he said. Got his ass kicked every night. Then he got a brain an-ur-izm and had to quit wrestling because they cut his signature long hair in surgery. THEN he wrote country songs. 2 number 1 hits. "I Got You" for Dwight Yoakam and "Who You Gonna Blame This Time" for Vern Gosden. This was all in 83. Seriously, look this up. Who's got the writing credit for that shit?

here's bettys:

then to beautiful historic knoxville where we got to spend time with the sexy babies lisa and ryland. they live in the woods overlooking condos with a pool.

our van wouldn't start so ryland helped us get all our equipment to the venue in that cute little baby car. then we hung out at the place till the show started. some dudes came in who were walking around knoxville trying to set up shows for their band. were shocked that we had booked our tour using email! they were driving to every city and walking in!

next morning tow. the driving was craycray. chewing tobaccy.
he said there was only enough room for one of us in the cab of the tow truck so jason and i got to ride IN the van while we were being towed. is this legal? it was great. like being in a parade. people we drove by were cheering for us. seriously.

wack
nothing was wrong with the car. wtf.

so we went to the mall.
this nerd
through mountains
ohyeah, and then I got food poisoning from cracker barrel or something and puked in a mcdonalds bathroom. that day was a blur. we cancelled greensbore.
stopped at a shop that supplies churches with music shit so i could buy a power adaptor.


jason showing me what it looks like to smell a 5 year olds balls. the little penis would flop on his nose.

BALTIMORE


Young Jaguars are fucking amazing. check them out.

If James is as good at stalking as he says, then we went to John Waters house and left him presents in a pizza box. We left them for someone.








philly: cheesesteak

picked up matt palladinosaur
this is honestly my favorite painting in the entire world: my kind of art.


and to NYC
I got an amazing dinner with my amazing beautiful friend Set. She's my oldest friend in the world.






firing people
jimmy kimmel was in the cab. we had 4 in the back and 1 in the front and it was the craziest cab drive of my life. yeah, I never go to nyc and I'm sure that's normal, but it was like grand theft auto in real life.


hangover