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Iíve been traveling for 234 days! I'm in New York City with my friends Tollef and Skot and Emmett and Ria and Nicki. My new web site: is live and there are all sorts of things on sale there, including my new album! Go forth and buy stuff, including MP3 downloads of the new record!

Iím converting the diary entries and photos of my travels into a book. Iím still collecting content, too. So, Iím looking for nice, fun people who can put me up for a few nights, host me, and show me their unique flavor of America. Iím looking forward to learning about your world and writing about our times together! If you think it might be fun to host me for a day or two or three, email me.

Please make sure to include your address and phone number in your email.

I am especially looking for places to stay on the East Coast north of New York City and in the Midwest anywhere between New England and Texas.

Please contact me ASAP if you want to hang out!

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US Tour Day 208: RV Adventure

Skot rules the RV.

Last night Skot, Jeremy, Dave Marr and I left San Francisco for another installment of RV Adventure. We packed Dave's crappy 1972 Dodge RV with all the stuff we'd need for a weekend of excitement in Reno—RV repair tools, blankets, pillows, and lots and lots of alcohol.

Graffiti on the side of the RV.

Best of all, we brought each other. If there was a better group to have stuck in close quarters, I couldn't imagine who it'd be. The four of us are all high energy yet laid back with a shared sense of humor that spans from perverse to illegal.

Dave Marr.

We hit the road at 10 PM and headed East across the Bay Bridge towards Sacramento (aka Suckramento). We took turns sitting next to Dave, or trusty driver, while the others joked around in the back—the whole time drinking rum and vanilla cola, eating terrible chips, and pushing cookie after cookie into our face holes. Eating bad food, telling bad jokes, and polluting the environment with an inefficient old V-8 engine all at the same time—have no doubt in your mind that RVing is truly what America's all about.