We all need to be inspired at some point !

There are times when I just sit down on the couch, late at night and go through old pics. I can flip through them and they take me back to the time and place that they were shot. I can actually transport myself through my memory right back and damn near re-live those incredible times. I get to look at more than I normally would because I have to be, hands down, the worst person on earth when it comes to labeling files. Not only do I not give them good names but I don't even leave hints for myself to track this shit down when I need it. Then there are times like tonight when I find something in a sub folder, within another folder that I either didn't even know existed or totally forgot about it.

This one in particular brought me back to a really happy moment. I had just hung up the phone with Melissa from the Broken Spoke Saloon in Sturgis and she gave me the "official" word that I had been booked to host the Downtown Spoke for the 70th anniversary of the Sturgis Motorcycle Rally! Of all the events and gigs that I have performed at in my entire life, I had never been so excited about one, as I was with this one. Not only was I going to host one of the greatest bars on earth during the biggest motorcycle rally in the world, but it was the very first time that I was ever going to Sturgis and I was stoked to say the least. I didn't have much time to get my shit together and when the event was over, I had to race straight back to Phoenix. I had taken second place in this stupid "open for the winner of last comic standing" contest and I had to perform there before I left. I had to take about 400 shirts up there with me too. Hey, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to earn some extra cashola to bring home for my girl..... you guys know where that money goes already! I had to take the truck, there was no way around that, but how do you go to Sturgis without a bike? I would be working 12 to 14 hours per day so it's not like I had much time to ride anyway, but hell folks, I just couldn't bring myself to show up with only a truck. So we are at the very end of July and I had to perform and leave for Sturgis right away. My knuck had not even been started since March and AZ bike week. I had to make some much needed repairs before I even left but the time came. I sat down on the seat of the bike, which for the last 3 months had been parked in my dining room and leaned down and gave her a great big hug. I gave her a nice talking to and told her that I was sorry that I had neglected her but if she took good care of me, I would then take good care of her. I rolled it out the back door and in to the back yard. What you are about to see is taken at just that moment. This brought back a lot of memories for me and put a big smile on my face, so I hope it makes you laugh or smile as well!



I sure hope that all works out again for Sturgis this year and I am welcomed back to the one and only World Famous, Broken Spoke Saloon! If it does, I will see you there. Please don't be shy, come right on up and introduce yourself, please! I have had so many people write me and say, "well I saw you but you looked busy and I didn't want to bother you". Are you fucking kidding me? Bother me? Without all of you amazing friends, I would be nothing! So please, I don't ever want to hear again that you didn't want to bother me. Okay? I look forward to seeing my friends that I already know and really look forward to seeing those friends that I have yet to ever meet. Until we see each other on the road,

Keep the wind in your face,
Tits in your back
and The Man off your ass!

Your friend,
Jack Shit