That's Shelley and I next to a metal hand beating the shit out of a car. The desert is freaking pretty.

It was hot out there - Shelley and I kept sleeping and not eating. Being outside was DELICIOUS. I lost 7 lbs. in 3 days. Ha cha CHA!

I didn't take enough photos - and I really wish it wasn't creepy to take pictures of people I don't know.

This is Paul McCartney. He's literally the only person that matters.

Shelley and I cannot stress to you enough how close we were to him. I'm almost certain I'll never see a better live show. [Just know I could go on a long rant about the whole thing but won't.]

Shelley and I camped there 3 nights, and there was all these arts and crafts, so I painted Ol' Gregg and a Mighty Boosh rainbow. Painting with super crude huge brushes and heavy house paints was hugely refresing. I need to do it again.

I'm in love with this car:

Shelley ran into an old friend [at the Devendra Banhart set] who was hugely fucked up which was magical.

Amanda Palmer, the former love of my life, crowd surfing. AWESOME set she played:

Joss Stone performed, which I didn't think I cared about until it turned out she's amazingly adorable/rad/British/etcccccccc.:

Cage the Elephannnnnnnnt!

Stuff hanging from stage roofs:

And, in case you missed it, this is what it's like to be sung to by Paul McCartney from a few people away:

Backtrack to before Shelley and I drove to Indio.

Shelley was way later getting home and ready for Coachella by like 2/3+ hours. We dicked around at her place while we really should have been driving. Eventually, we ended up going to a store to get me some NyQuil.

I walked up to the cash register tardlady and she wouldn't let me buy any NyQuil because I'm not 21. WHAT. So I tried again with DayQuil. No cigar. So I walked NEXT DOOR and bought NyQuil. What I'm saying is all these things kept delaying us and delaying us. Then my parents, who thought that I had left forever ago, called me at the store, asking me if I had left yet. They had something they wanted to give me, they said. Strangely enough Shelley and I still had not left so we went back to my place. When I got back, there were two dudes sitting across from my parents. It took me like 5 solid seconds to register what was going on - it was freaking JasonThomas and DavidDekker. They'd been on their Mormon Missions for the past 2 years. JasonThomas wasn't supposed to be back in the U.S. until August, so this was a HUGE surprise to me. HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGE. He'd been in Russia for freaking 2 years so now he's all full of Russia things. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!

Me, JasonThomas, and SHELLLLEYYYYYYYY!:

DavidDekker, Jasonthomas, some shitty photo editing, and me:

Here, I will leave you with a photo of DavidDekker:

THE END!