"Open your eyes. Put it in drive. get on the road and just go. city lights turn to tree lines and national park signs. mountains approach with more winds in the road and the air turns to falling snow. miles away, just up ahead. it doesn't matter what any of us is looking for. We'll never find it because it's not even there."-hayden


So, the weekend was a good time. I'm surprizingly un-exhausted. Is this a sign of age? Joe Anderl claimed that it was, but I think it was merely circumstantial. There was never really a time to get annihilated. but, I'm okay with that-it's just different than usual.

So, we left Thursday afternoon. Brian and I met up with Joe at his house. We were supposed to leave around 3, but I didn't get there until 3:45 and Brian didn't show for another hour or so. To start off the tour correctly, we stopped at the Trolley in Dayton to knock down a pitcher and grab a sandwich. The bartender hooked us up with a bunch Bacardi Schwag, including a Red (Mario Brothers) hat and a glowing necklace. (antonio has since coined the hat the Guitar Hero hat, which you have to switch from one player to another). Anyways, we drunkenly hit the road and get to Bloomington. we arrive at the Cinemat and my name is posted on the billboard, which is cool. However, after our friends, Steve, Lisa, Ross, and Patrick show up, nobody else does. So, we play to them and Brian and then leave to go get a pizza and a few drinks. we get back to Steve and Lisa's and the power is out due to the ice-storm whisping through the mid-west.
So, once we get back to the house, we make a fire and sit and talk for awhile. I invent a Blue Dynamite (Dad's Blue cream soda and Captain Morgan's). I finish that and crash out...

The next morning, which is Friday, we get up late and go to the alternative highschool around 1pm to play to some kids in their "commons" room. Joe played next to the water fountains and I set-up next to the copy machine. needless to say, it was quite weird.

After that "gig", we went back to the house to watch a movie. While the rest of the guys watched Die Hard 12, I played arts and crafts and painted glued and painted about 30 CD's. I titled it Tour.Thousand.Eight. EP. So far I've sold 3 and given away about 17 of them. Lame. whatever. The garage smelled pretty fucking terrible. Paint, spray adhesive...cough.

We left and played an anarchist bookstore. It was great to play for a bunch of people and make a little money. After the show, we went to Bear's and drank a lot. El Dangeroso made a small appearance. On the way home, we stopped at a Speedway for beer and Joe and Brian ditched me. I tried to pantsless hitch-hike home, but surprizingly, nobody picked me up. I walked 5/6ths of the way home before those assholes got me. we fell asleep watching Election...which reminded me as to why I'm procrastinating becoming a teacher.

We get in the car at about 11am on Saturday and drive to Chicago. I tell the dudes about Chalmers. We can't find it.

We get to Chicago around 3pm. We meet up with Julie and Meghan and Ashley. We grab some beer and talk to our friend Chris online via video conferencing. I call Kang and he stops by and we walk across the street to Permanent Records and play a few drunken songs. It was probably the best show on the tour. Damn fun.

After playing that show, we load out and immediately drive to "The House of Grey Noise". It's a dudes apartment in an apartment building. It's really weird. after waiting for all of this guy Eric's friends to not show up and eating all of his Snicker Doodles and Pierogi's, we play with Matt from the Gunshy. We trade songs for about an hour. Kang plays with me again. It's pretty awesome.

We leave that place and get to Matt's house. Kang and I leave to go check out Engine Studios where Kang (Fang-Boner) and his new mustache are recording the new Margot and the Nuclear So and So's record. I re-meet the band for the 4th time and we party it up a little. We try to find a neighborhood bar, but everything is closed. So i stumble back to Matt's apartment in about a foot of snow. When I get to his place, the gate is closed and I'm freezing. I climb over the gate and nearly stab myself on an iron post. I try to get in the apartment and nobody will answer. I call brian and Joe to let me in and Joe finally answers and comes down. But he calls me and says that he's out front and I'm not there. "What street are you on dude?" I tell him and he says that I'm not at the right place. He says there is a white van across the street, but I see about 4 white vans across the street. I realize I'm at the wrong address and have to climb back out of their courtyard. I finally make it to Matt's. I was about 3 houses off. Anyways, as I try to go to sleep, Matt's huge dog is curled up on my sleeping bag and won't move, so I lay down and sleep next to him. He finally leaves and I get in my bag.

We drive to Dayton Sunday morning at about 9am. On the way home we see where Chalmers is. It's exit 193 on 65 North. It's hot girl central. They're there. it's awesome. They also the world's largest selection of Dream Catchers. I buy some new shades and we hit the road. We get to Dayton at the house show and nobody is there, so we go to a bar and take a shot and leave. I drive home, get a pizza, watch part of the superbowl and then Etters calls me and asks me to fill in at their house show.

So I play another show. then at about 11pm, I go home, take a shower and go to bed.

the end.