Kentucky, I love you- But you're weird.

Wednesday, September 18
Maiden Alley Cinema
Paducah, Kentucky

I love pumpkin anything and everything.

Solo acoustic show at an old theater after they showed the Other Life movie. Pretty cool.

It's my 1st show since I got a real life boyfriend & not one person has used the "where's your bf tonight" line. It's just like turning 21 and no one asking for my id

So after the show we went to a "private afterparty" at Paducah's hottest club (please, read that again but in the Stefon voice).

Not just Paducah's. Not just Kentucky's. AMERICA'S Strip Joint.

I have to pee but I'm scared of the potential rapage.

I'm pretend famous by association, reserved table at the hottest club in Paducah (which is an oxymoron, btw)

From this moment forward I will only answer to "kaos" so please take note.

It's like redneck sons of anarchy

The treated us like royalty. Which was cool except only 2 of the four of us were even drinking.

Brother Misty and I. Try to look cooler in a hat, I dare you.

Andddddd more.

My boss is a jerk.

Friday, September 27
Bluebird
Bloomington, Indiana

Its so weird for me to be at a truck stop in Horse Cave on a bus. Like this is real close to home and I'm here on a bus. Crazy.

 
I'm leaving boy for two days this time. Really just one full day. And there are tears. Old Kelli would kick this new Kelli's butt, twice,


Bus driver Rick is back and he is shirtless. His shorts aren't neon though, so I'm disappointed. Oh, Home sweet bus.

Yep. That's a cassette tape. But them, a VHS and vinyl and go home and think about how hipster and cool you are.

Just saw the most wonderfully applied eyeliner ever...on a guy. Homeboy had skills

I like merch friends who give me cookies and diet coke.

This is my view for Friday night. Yay.

Shooter Jennings and the GFY's.

Saturday, September 28
Coal Country Offroad Festival
Pineville, Kentucky  

My bunk on this bus makes a terrible squeaky sound as we drive down the road that sounds alternately like an angry squirrel and squeezing an empty plastic water bottle. It's making me think we're about to have a triple level Step Brothers moment. Good thing mine is the top bunk.

Shirtless Rick, doing man work, shirtless of course.

Stagehands for the day. God bless eastern Kentucky.

It was beautiful.

I love people who bring me food at my merch table.

It's 10:04 somewhere. And by somewhere I mean the front lounge. Because it's always 10:04.

We know people.

Seahorses forever. (Google "Drinking out of cups. Thank me later.)

Why are green rooms called green rooms?

Thursday, September 12
Neumiers Rib Room
Fort Smith, Arkansas

Why exactly is it called the green room? why not the blue room or the red room? I need to ask the google.

Planning the locking of the bus around the methadone clinic "feedings." Heck yeah Arkansas.

Any venue that has a fridge full of 100% juice is good in my book. Real, real good.

Sitting outside with the wannabe groupies & fienders. Just got asked by a lady with a neck tat if i was just in drug class. Time to go in.

I take every opportunity to tan while on the road. Counting shirts by the trailer in the alley? Tan time.

"I've grown tired of traveling alone" #sickandwhiney #getittogetherkelli

I am living in a man's world.

One pair of shoes just isn't enough when your right beside a methadone clinic.

Fort Smith, you are a strange city. An I'll be honest, I don't really understand or like you. #strippershoes #hotasballs #moonshineshots


Friday, September 13
Granada Theater
Dallas, Texas

You know it's going to be a good day when you need a margarita for breakfast. #sarcasm

Bus driver Rick isn't wearing a shirt. But what he lacks in shirt he makes up for with his neon green shorts...idk what is even happening

i love playing shows in old theaters.

professional stuff right there.

venue showers. my personal way of preventing myself from becoming a snotty spoiled little lady and keeping the diva in check. #showerwithyourshoeson

Pretty ceiling at the venue.

I couldnt get any farther away to take a better pic without standing in the road...

Saturday, September 14
CottonStock/ Revolution Music Festival
Monroe, Louisiana

Racing around the track. Going the wrong direction, I didnt realize until I showed boy the video and he pointed it out.

I love waking up and seeing stuff like this out the front window of the bus.

Woke up and walked to the front lounge of the bus. Saw this out the front window. Trying to challenge the band boys to a foot race around the track. No one will accept. Also, where's the duck dynasty people? Meeting them/seeing duck commander building is my only goal today. Besides running around the track. UPDATE: Not a single one of those goals was accomplished.

Driver Rick- bus driver by choice, fashionista by birth.

I love Louisiana and I'm never leaving. #accents #swoon

This sign caused every single one of us in the van on the way to the hotel to do a double take. Your name is Jack Fluck?!

Selling merch on a race track. Nbd.

You cover a Britney Spears song but don't even know the words? Get off the stage, you're embarrassing me.

NO. I ONLY SELL MERCH FOR SHOOTER, NOT OPENING BAND GUY. LEAVE. ME. ALONE.

No big deal, not trying to sell merch here or anything.

I would not wait in line for ANYONE for this long, let alone some basic nobody. People be cray.

Sometimes I get so bored I have to take pictures of my boots. But i do love my boots.