in the spirit of halloween

the one and only.

charles.

"The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left. At the age of 25 most people were finished. A whole god-damned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidates who reminded them most of themselves. I had no interests. I had no interest in anything. I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for life. They seemed to understand something that I didn't understand. Maybe I was lacking. It was possible. I often felt inferior. I just wanted to get away from them. But there was no place to go."
—Ham on Rye, 1982

sass and class.

to new york in the late 70s

entering montana.

i let forrest drive for two hours the whole trip. we nearly drove off the road into the mountains.

north dakota

yeah.

i miss this train ride.

credit my dear friend lain : nocturnal explosion

(i miss riding the blue line with you, even if the heat lamps never worked and the whiskey didn't really keep us warm.) 

circa 1920s?

she thought she had the moon in her pocket

cold blooded, standing, shivering, 

barely breathing in the cities smog.

smoking, shaking, digging for change.

your despondence contagious.

you hobble down the center of the road

and the pot holes aren't making it any easier

to stand again. 

one of those heartbreaks you hear in headphones.

the kind that knocks you flat on your ass

and you have to relearn everything again.

like how to stand on your own two fucking feet.

unsure of where these new legs will take you.

perhaps to the airport and then the wind can 

carry you off to somewhere new.

it's the gift of the double edge sword. 

you've been standing between four walls

and someone's opened the window you didn't dare try to budge yourself

and now your jumping

and falling.

Fargo

We stayed in Fargo, MN in a haunted motel 6 room. We almost got murdered by a man who stood outside our door for 15 minutes staring in our peephole but somehow miraculously survived the dreaded woodchipper. I'm never going to stop in Fargo again.

from the midwest to the northwest

so i figured since i just made an incredible journey across country and recorded some videos in each state i'd go ahead share them. Forrest did most of the filming and there are a lot of random shots of the sky and trees flying past so bare with me, there are some really beautiful shots hidden in each clip. 

Wisconsin consists of beer, cheese, fireworks and obese americans in bikinis at water parks so i'll skip that state. 

 In Minnesota we had many strange encounters..the first being......space aliens.

did you know...

if you press the crosswalk button fifty times it doesn't make the signal change any faster?