Manifest Destiny, Grunge, and Pissing in the Wind.
Fifteen minutes ago, I hit a wall. The last 48 hours have been harsh. A blizzard halted our trip from Boise to Portland. Two overturned …
Fifteen minutes ago, I hit a wall. The last 48 hours have been harsh. A blizzard halted our trip from Boise to Portland. Two overturned …
Look, you fucking wooks! I mean this with all the love of your favorite aunt, the cool one you’d call to bail you out of …
There’s nothing like waking up after a long winter’s nap on the tour bus to a message in the tour group chat that says, “sharted …
I made a promise to myself this tour. I would take every unique adventure that came my way and experience this Colorado and west coast …
Let me start with the Saturday afternoon panic attack. Upon further self-reflection and wise observation from our tour manager Noma, there was plenty I could …
My 6 AM flight to Detroit was canceled. Delta rerouted me to Denver via Atlanta—nothing like traveling around your ass to get to your elbow. …
I’m writing this from my bed. In less than 48 hours, I leave for tour; eighteen Colorado and west coast dates with Dopapod. The list …