It’s early April, and that can only mean one thing: it’s time for Layd Out at the Park!
I first ventured down to Morristown, Tennessee in 2007. Wow, it’s been 9 years already?! Ever since that Easter weekend, I’ve attended this show almost every single year since. I can’t say that about too many other shows.
Of course many things have changed in my life since my first encounter of this show, so it’s a different kind of preparation these days. Back in the day I was worried about making sure my bodydropped truck would make the trip down, how much beer I was gonna bring, and that’s about it.
Now I have to pack up hundreds of shirts and other merch to slang out of my vendor booth, I’m on day 33 of no alcohol, and I don’t even own a bagged truck anymore. Being in my 30’s, my goals have shifted a lot more to growing my businesses, paying off debt, and living as free as I can. Freedom is extremely important to me, almost more than anything else.
And in natural #ranplan fashion, I plan to leave tonight, and I haven’t packed a single thing yet. I’m about to head to my local screen-printer to pick up some last minute shirts, then back home to drop everything off, then grab an Uber to take me to the airport to get a rental SUV, then back home to jam everything in there. If you know me personally, you’ll know everything that I just said is real typical, always waiting til the last minute.
It’s gonna be a cold weekend in the Tennessee mountains but I’m still feeling pretty good about selling a lot of merch to everyone that swings by my booth. And like always, one of the best parts is getting to hang out with friends from all over the country that I don’t get to see often.
The trip down is only 5-6 hours, which is way better than the 18 hour trip I just took to Houston, Texas. Anyways, I’m stoked to hit the road tonight and get all setup tomorrow morning!