Dawn hasn’t even fully committed to existing yet, and Kid is already wide awake in the studio, stress-eating apples into a microphone while processing the consequences of industrial-strength coffee and betrayal by household pets. The morning begins around 4 a.m., fueled by caffeine regret, dog-related mattress sabotage, and baseball highlights flickering in the background while he negotiates whether exercise or complaining deserves priority. The early-hour recording unfolds as a mix of sleep deprivation, self-inflicted chaos, and a determined attempt to impose routine on a schedule clearly controlled by animals and espresso.

The rambling morning expands into parenting logistics, including nurturing a daughter’s growing interest in performing and recording, alongside errands that spiral into retail anthropology at Walmart. Technology distractions quickly hijack the narrative as Kid obsesses over wearable cameras, evolving gadgets, and the gradual replacement of traditional computers by tablets. Toss in creative photography plans, nostalgic device comparisons, and casual social detours involving lunch, baseball travel, and event planning, and the result is a foggy, caffeine-soaked snapshot of a man juggling creativity, fatherhood, and his own questionable sleep hygiene.