Everything must end. The FREEEBIRD will ride no more, another one bites the du$t, Han loses the Falcon… If you asked me five years ago I would have never guessed that I would be driving a dream mobile around the country. Rocking parties under bridges and doing mobile tattoo drive by’s…flying the black flag of awesome in every town I rolled into. What started out as a joke became unreal reality and a one year plan was squeezed and stretched into two. I had a good run, I drank a few cocktails, I acquired a few scars and pictures…I can’t dwell on all the things I should have done different or better. I did my best, and that’s all I can do. It was one of the greatest experiences in my life and I wouldn’t change it for the world. Some days the hours of editing and archiving made me want to kill myself and then I would remember that this was better than any other job I had ever had. Even when I was peeing in cup in a nowhere Walmart parking lot with skeevy truckers eying my sexily…I couldn’t help but think “How fucking crazy ridiculous awesome is this!?!?” I eventually reached a point where I had to stop editing videos because I feel like I wasn’t doing justice to the experience. I apologize to those waiting on footage/episodes…The new dream would be to turn all of this footage into one amazing documentary! I’m going to figure out how to make that happen. I would like to thank everybody that joined me along the way, thank you for fueling the spirit of adventure, thanks for helping me make shit happen, and thank you for RIDING!!! Most of all thank you to my brothers at Grimm Image Records for making the entire thing happen…and allowing me to be a crazy ridiculous idiot. From white knuckling the crazy fog of Big Sur to the bloodsucking tolls of Jersey…the #FREEEBIRD rode hard!!! and to that tornado that chased me to Minneapolis…maybe next time motherfucker.
xoxo
on to the next adventure
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