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Double bullseye to win the game. This goes to chris in Peoria. Unfortunately for me and Billy Wallace (my recent tour companion until Philly) chris was not on our team and made the comeback of the century. Well done chris. The last few days have been crazy hectic. I left Phoenix area to go to las cruces where I played to almost nobody. Then I headed for alburqurque where I met a member (or soon to be inked) of the wolfpack. Kyle rules and took great care of me. The show was also great and provided a much needed spirit lift. New Mexican green chiles also helped out of which I partook in no less than three meals. Unfortunately Kyle showed me almost too good a time and the next morning I was very bad at peeling myself out of bag. When I finally did and on the road I knew i’d get to Enid a little late but still with plenty of time to play. As I crossed the mountains out of alburqurque I was hit with snow and ice. This sucked but I figured once I got over I’d be in the clear. Not so lucky. 13 hours of snow, ice, rain, multiple stranded cars and loads of trail mix later I pulled into Enid at 1230. Ugh. Obviously I missed the show which is a huge bummer because last time it ruled and it really seemed like kids wanted me back. The upside is that I made it alive. Well, I guess making it dead would be tough, but you get it. However all was not perfect as sweetpea sustained a mild injury. One of the many super fast trucks kicked up a rock and cracked her windshield. I’m sorry girl. The next morning in Enid I tried to get the windshield fixed but they couldn’t do it in the rain so I made an appointment for St louis and headed out, again later than I should. Sensing a theme? I finally made it to st louis and met Billy Wallace. He and I are doing a short rub together from feb 4-14 and it’s awesome to have someone to travel with. Due to logistics we are in different vehicles which is a bummer but it’s just awesome to have someone you know at every show. Billy and I hit it off and hung with Reilly, a really cool local with some great tunes and a cool voice. Think mike doughty without the cheeziness. Reilly brought is back to his awesome house and we hung with his sweetheart pit bulls and made pasta and tvp. While I was cooking we played dice and then watched Elvis costello show. Great night. I didn’t mention the show for a reason. The next morning I headed to get sweetpea checked out and ended up getting hooked up. I’ve had some great carma (get it?! I’m sorry) lately. I then got my oil changed to treat sweetpea the way she deserves (to Cali and almost back. Such an awesome chick.) and was talked up by the eastern European attendent who gave me good AT&T advice an also told me he plays the “synt-sizer.” really nice guy. Onwards to Peoria, il, which is wild because this is getting closer and closer to my old stomping grounds. In Peoria Billy and I met chase, the really sweet promoter and then hung with Peter (he had this awesome stomp pad thing that was plugged in and he used a license plate for further percussion. He also played harmonica and had a headset mic. Really interesting set that i enjoyed watching.) and chris (aforementioned dart pro who played rad mid 90s style indie/emo stuff. A man after my own heart.). When I played I did so on the ground and though the show was by no means big the heart in the room was full. Everyone was really sweet and supportive and I was able to talk to all of them. After we finished I hugged these two girls goodbye but when I went for their friend she shook it off and said, “that’s ok.”. Ouch. But then it was darts and pool, the whole night fueled by bud light lime. Why you ask? Because it was $1 can and my boys love it. I’m still not sure how I feel about it. Today I put on a brand new pair of jeans, which I’m still not used to, and headed for Chicago. The drive was pleasant and the show looks good tonight so hopefully people will enjoy it. Oh and the bartender wouldn’t let me eat my food in the bar so for the second time in chicage I’m eating dinner in my car like some sort of second class citizen. Oh well there’s way worse things in the world. Hope you’re great.

Double bullseye to win the game. This goes to chris in Peoria. Unfortunately for me and Billy Wallace (my recent tour companion until Philly) chris was not on our team and made the comeback of the century. Well done chris.

The last few days have been crazy hectic. I left Phoenix area to go to las cruces where I played to almost nobody. Then I headed for alburqurque where I met a member (or soon to be inked) of the wolfpack. Kyle rules and took great care of me. The show was also great and provided a much needed spirit lift. New Mexican green chiles also helped out of which I partook in no less than three meals. Unfortunately Kyle showed me almost too good a time and the next morning I was very bad at peeling myself out of bag. When I finally did and on the road I knew i’d get to Enid a little late but still with plenty of time to play.

As I crossed the mountains out of alburqurque I was hit with snow and ice. This sucked but I figured once I got over I’d be in the clear. Not so lucky. 13 hours of snow, ice, rain, multiple stranded cars and loads of trail mix later I pulled into Enid at 1230. Ugh. Obviously I missed the show which is a huge bummer because last time it ruled and it really seemed like kids wanted me back. The upside is that I made it alive. Well, I guess making it dead would be tough, but you get it. However all was not perfect as sweetpea sustained a mild injury. One of the many super fast trucks kicked up a rock and cracked her windshield. I’m sorry girl.

The next morning in Enid I tried to get the windshield fixed but they couldn’t do it in the rain so I made an appointment for St louis and headed out, again later than I should. Sensing a theme?

I finally made it to st louis and met Billy Wallace. He and I are doing a short rub together from feb 4-14 and it’s awesome to have someone to travel with. Due to logistics we are in different vehicles which is a bummer but it’s just awesome to have someone you know at every show. Billy and I hit it off and hung with Reilly, a really cool local with some great tunes and a cool voice. Think mike doughty without the cheeziness.

Reilly brought is back to his awesome house and we hung with his sweetheart pit bulls and made pasta and tvp. While I was cooking we played dice and then watched Elvis costello show. Great night. I didn’t mention the show for a reason.

The next morning I headed to get sweetpea checked out and ended up getting hooked up. I’ve had some great carma (get it?! I’m sorry) lately. I then got my oil changed to treat sweetpea the way she deserves (to Cali and almost back. Such an awesome chick.) and was talked up by the eastern European attendent who gave me good AT&T advice an also told me he plays the “synt-sizer.” really nice guy.

Onwards to Peoria, il, which is wild because this is getting closer and closer to my old stomping grounds. In Peoria Billy and I met chase, the really sweet promoter and then hung with Peter (he had this awesome stomp pad thing that was plugged in and he used a license plate for further percussion. He also played harmonica and had a headset mic. Really interesting set that i enjoyed watching.) and chris (aforementioned dart pro who played rad mid 90s style indie/emo stuff. A man after my own heart.). When I played I did so on the ground and though the show was by no means big the heart in the room was full. Everyone was really sweet and supportive and I was able to talk to all of them. After we finished I hugged these two girls goodbye but when I went for their friend she shook it off and said, “that’s ok.”. Ouch.

But then it was darts and pool, the whole night fueled by bud light lime. Why you ask? Because it was $1 can and my boys love it. I’m still not sure how I feel about it.

Today I put on a brand new pair of jeans, which I’m still not used to, and headed for Chicago. The drive was pleasant and the show looks good tonight so hopefully people will enjoy it. Oh and the bartender wouldn’t let me eat my food in the bar so for the second time in chicage I’m eating dinner in my car like some sort of second class citizen. Oh well there’s way worse things in the world. Hope you’re great.

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