dust in the wind

TRAGEDY HAS STRUCK THE VAGABONDS!

our beloved kevin, aka champagne thunder, aka best van ever, IS NO LONGER WITH US.



2, 043 miles into the journey in white house, tennessee, kevin died during a routine procedure.
(it was much like those most tragic of grey's anatomy or ER episodes where someone goes in for a sore throat and dies on the operating table)

KEVVVVVVVVVINNNNNNN i will miss you dearly



I TiP MY 40 TO YOUR MEMORY

a private funeral service will be held today at white house garage.
in lieu of flowers, please send money- RENTING A CAR AIN'T CHEAP!

(and the beat goes on)

i want to be over her, i really do.

WHY DON'T YOU JUST LOOK FUCKING DOPE IN EVERYTHING ALL THE TIME?



so unfair.
hot mess.

scuse me, gonna go cry.

please play this song on the radio

this
ladies and gentlemen
is the face of a LAWBREAKER:



I AM SO HARDCORE.
how so, you ask?
i'll tell you.
i, dear friends, made the mistake of trying to not only imbibe alcohol but to also eat tacos in state college, pa WITH AN EXPIRED LICENSE.

this is apparently tantamount to mass genocide and/or puppy burning.

i got yelled at by a bouncer who refused to look at me becuase i offended him so and i was almost denied entrance to a sports bar - for DINNER mind you, and while i was with MY MOM and FAMILY- all because of the highly offensive expired license.

state college needs to fucking relax.


from the store 'jamaica junction'..ah, so much comedy, so little time

on the plus side, my lil cuz is all growns up.
it all worked out-
we found a dive bar where they take my kind, i drank 2 dollar bottles of miller high life and something called "statutory grape" which tasted like melted otter pops got us really wasted. oopsydoops.

good times!
how was your weekend?

like the deserts miss the rain

i feel so..lost.

empty.
ALONE.

I MISS YOU:



you too:



and you guys!:



you, not so much:



and obvi i'm counting the minutes:



COME BACK TO MEEEE.
COME.
BACK.