#dirtykid

[mexicain-sans-frontiers-v2]

Say what you will about those DirtyKid okies but their drip is immaculate

[folkpunkfuckup]

My song “Do You Even Hop Freight?!”. Full song available on my bandcamp for free 😁

[worn-out-wanderer]

Recorder king

[trash-kidt]

Found some old pictures of me with my dreads.

Back before I was 1 year on the road.

[trashh-giirl]

[skippidy-bop-u-should-stop]

dirty kid

[turpentinedreams]

Today's sign #spanging #panhandling #signs #homefree #travelers #dirtykid #art #trippy

[newt-grundy]

Since I’ve been painfully sober for the last two months, I try to enjoy the little things in life, some of those things are:

driving around small town iowa blaring Public Enemy and seeing the shocked faces of little white kids on their scooters.

Reading my favourite graphic novel, “The Sandman” written by Neil Gaiman (I’m on the last issue)

Busking outside Jay’s CD and hobby, then using the cash for magic the gathering cards, then sittin in the game room hangin with my kind, playing magic and reading.

Writing music with my best friend at grey’s lake.

Wasting immense amounts of time playing overwatch and being pissed as fuck because THEY NEVER EVER FUCKIN EVER GIVE ME ANY GOOD SKINS IN MY FRIGGIN DARN LOOT BOXES MOTHER FUCKER

Trying my best to hangout with old friends but everyone is busy and everyone has a lovey

Watching Comedy Bang Bang (my favourite show)

Being able to practice hours everyday on music, including learning some good buskin songs.

hangin out with my brothers, Holland likes to play that game where you can’t let the balloon touch the ground and Jonah likes board games.

Playing with my dog, taking her on walks and watching her gnaw branches while I play music under some tree.

Living late and sleeping long, nostalgic dreams, nostalgic daydreams.

Writing. It helps with my anger too.

occasionally talking to homebums but goddamn there’s no fuckin kids in des moines what the fuck.

Drinking DEWSA like a the straight fuckin G’ dat I am.

Wasting more time watching political commentators on yourtube, (or worse) those stupid top ten watch mojo videos that are confusingly addicting and suck away my life I will not miss the internet.

I haven’t been painting though, or reading any books, or exersizing outside of lugging my shit around des moines. I’ve gained bout 15/20 pounds upon my return, of course I was meth skinny before.

oh yeah that reminds me, eating EVERYTHING. I swear my first few weeks back I was eating a full meal every two hours. My parents just got an homemade icecream machine so several bowls of icecream a day erry day.

also meh mums homemade cookin yee ha HOT BREAD MILLY!

yeah that about sums it up. Life’s been real uneventful and it’s a welcomed change yet, I really miss the road, all it’s dangers and destruction aside. I’m headin west soon to meet up with my father I haven’t seen in bout four years, right after I see everyone at rainbow, and hit washington as well. I hope to snag a roaddog for company and saftey on the way, if not no bother, I’m sure I’ll be fine. The good thing about having the life I’ve had, if shit gets real bad I’ve been there before and I’ll push through it, if not, at least I had a fuckin interesting life. I can’t sit around eatin icecream forever. Once I record this album I’m bailing and hopfully, bailing the country as well, I got a friend from Austrialia I wanna travel the world with, so, we’ll see what happens.