it is that time again... not many visit my site and one day that might change... But my passion was thrown into a REAL issue that should be brought to the top of the pool of what America should care... I am running for the Iraq War Veterans Against the War... Its a big statement and some take it as we are AGAINST the soldiers and that is the complete opposite.. The soldiers did not start the wars... They WERE the one's who answered the call as I did and EVERY member of the organization.... So my passion for updating THIS website is still there.. I still LOVE seeing what is possible with nothing but a white tee. But Due to the struggle I went through and AM going through I NEED to get my voice turned up... and thats what i hope for with this endeavor.

 

   So I  as you can guess am very busy and I will try and get a AMAZING catalog on my site early Fall. I hate the way i have to display my clothes cause you don't see the fit and what it CAN look like when done right. So until then I am just making shirts by the dozens and packing them away for a good release time that is best for me in this mess we all call life.

 

 Big ups to lucky.....    a dog we just met and accepted who was unlucky the night after meeting. YOU will be remembered homeslice... 

back to life for me... hope all is well with everyone in their state of unassurance in this the states of America.

 

Dak Joe

I decided to mix this one up... coor and all... cause I'm crazy like that... but i have had a lot  going on for the IVAW and for Dakotajoes. Of course you know it takes time to make shirts. But after that it takes inspiration. And more Dye!!!!  

     So now I am just living to DYE and dying to Live. And it is refreshing. I have started using stencils and have MANY plans for the coming months. I will make some for the benefit of the IVAW to be sold on-line and at the convention in August. I haven't even made the shirts but plan on putting  a lot into EACH shirt because of the cause and how much i stand behind it. Until  then I am waiting for the questionnaire but if you wish to view MY views check out www.dakotajoes.com/loathing/.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        much love and peace as always,                                                                                  Dakota Joe

   i remember a day when word was bond. Well no ,I was born in the eighties so I'm pretty sure people got burned all the time. New wave to house to jungle back to house. But when I used to bitch about the army I WAS SERIOUS. As were most who did. But every-now and then you get the guy that will bitch all the time.... and still RE-Enlist. I never understood that. OR people who bitch about the army AFTER they had a chance to get out and then they stay in cause they are a sucker for rank and some money. Like money rules all. For some it does. For me. Not so much. Its not gonna stop me from dying.

 

     All in all I just hate it when people pose one way to fit in or god knows maybe they actually were unhappy about one of the MANY retarded places I found myself cause of uncle sam.  How they put all  the bullshit on the back burner for umpteen years, Then they get out expecting to get respected for serving and feel proud of his duty and shit hits the fan. Sorry if i carry the pin that pops all bubbles. But you are just another number. You could have ASI's coming out of your ass and your still standing behind whoever is waiting for their legal drugs.You can be airborne scuba ranger and that doesn't mean shit OUTSIDE the army. It rocks while you are in., You can have pride everywhere u go cause all the stamps you collected can be shown. 

 

  I don't think your gonna wear that to your first job interview.  You can but you usually try to GET the job at the interview.  Real life is not military life. It is to bad the army doesn't really prepare you to well. I know i got booted out of the barracks 60 days b4 ETS. So I stayed in Hotels. All my brothers i served with apparently didn't have room for someone like me getting out of the army. Just like that. You are done with army, they are done with you, most of your friends are done with you after the army as well.That is some of the hard stuff to munch on.

 

But time goes on and we all have to wait for the dealer, i jost dont get why chance it, and for what?

Joe

     I had to quick throw a blog out not because of all the work I have been doing busting my ass on trying to get people to see my shirts and trying to get people to back my views on GOVT being a dick of a father... I actually just witnessed something I might have caused through telekinesis.

 

 

   BRET MICHAELS smashed his face REAL good by his own shit ass situational awareness . Maybe if you didn't care how well your bandanna matched the glittered up cowboy hat that covers your European extensions you would have avoided SMASHING your bot-ox filled face on the HUGE FLASHING BROADWAY SIGN. I bet he plays it off as the conductor of the sign was out to kill him.And in no way would that be true EN-LESS it was ME behind the controls. I would have smashed him before his over-rated ass even got to drop a shit ass note out of his "awesome,awesome,HOT,awesome,awesome," low vocabulary disease ridden mouth.

    I feel so good right now knowing I can watch that event as many times as i want. FOREVER. I know I am not the only one who LONGED for some sign to bring him down off his self proclaimed horse of fame. If I only knew that sign would be HUGE and BRIGHT and would cause THAT much damage I would have been in the front row with binoculars. It could have been worse and why it did not fall ALL the way to the ground and actually POP his head off is beyond me.But I am satisfied for now.

 

   Thank you all gods who helped me,

 

and you know who you are crazy fellas

 

 in peace,

dakota joe 

 

 Back again to write to whoever reads this. I takes alot of motivation to write to someone? but anyways today was good as usual. Took a unplanned trip to Union Square. A place where people sit, play hacky, skateboard, sell homeade goods, text to their fucking twitter or whatever mind numbing bullshit people are on now a days. But I met my homie their for the weekly hangout. Then just went took some picture's and whatnot. Couple one'ies and a newport. I was just looking at all the handmade goods and see what each one did different. Everything from flowers to necklaces to tee shirts to pickes to almonds to picture's of New York. Alot to take in and impossible to walkthrough if its busy. Alot of people walk in a zig zag pattern all over the city. Just being a sidewalk hog.

    But i looked at some hats and it clicked i havent got a cool hat in awhile. Like a wild hat. Then as i was about to leave i seen some crates with spraypaint in it and some old milk crates and what have you. So i wander over and see that this fine young gentleman had a cool camo trucker style hat , very earth tone's as am I. So I decided maybe get my business all tweaked out on a wicked hat. Showed him the card and watched him do his magic. Paint huffing and all. I spent 20 minutes or so just rapping with them and decided im gonna try and get myself a lil spot on the sidewalk with MY clothes poppin out. So that is a new plan and now I PLAN to work on it .

 

dakota,

snooth