Tampa… Eh…

Well, it definitely wasn’t what I thought. I went into this weekend thinking that things would be nailed down, sealed tight, and it would go smooth…it didn’t.

I don’t like doing things last minute. I’m someone who really appreciates things done weeks, months, even a year ahead. Since I’ve started to (hopefully) work with bigger names, I’m really cautious about how things play out.

I won’t go into minute detail, but basically, I didn’t have any idea of what I was supposed to do until about an hour before I went onstage. Was this a pro move? Eh…maybe? I don’t know; all I know is I was mad, pissed off, and really just looking forward to things being over with.

BUT!

Once I was up there, I knew what I had to do, and I did it. Ultimately, I have more faith in myself than I do other people. This is one of the things that you need to discover before you can truly start to flourish as a creative. If you don’t have confidence in yourself—start, because it’ll save your ass when you need it most.

Being with Nuby and Josh was the best part. We shared a shit ton of laughs, explored the BEAUTIFUL Honeymoon Beach, and went to the infamous “Rockers and Ravens”—which by the way, everything was a size two and under. 🤔

The first night we drive, a Wrong Turn derelict chased us a good thirty miles. I genuinely felt he was going to a.) pull out a gun and try and shoot us, b.) run us off the road THEN shoot us, or c.) force us to stop and have Josh shoot him…which, do you think I’d ever go anywhere without a weapon? 😉

The second day we went to South Tampa pizza and literally was caught in a tornado. Since I was driving, we had to drive through flooded roads, with water being thrown up over the car—in which I almost pissed my pants laughing, of course. 😂

Our Airbnb was quite lovely, except the fact that we ended up being in the worst hood of Ybor City.

And than to top it off, at the show, a lady fell and hit her head on the concrete floor. It was just a lifeless body that plunked onto the floor. Luckily, she was okay, but Jesus Christ…what a way to end the night.

Overall, if it wasn’t for Nuby and Josh, I probably would have lost my mind. Jim didn’t go because he’s been having poor mental health as of late, and the last thing he needs is more stress. Am I doing this again? No. And this was a good lesson on getting PAID before you accept any job.