Here I am, softly lounging in the passenger seat, blasting through the dark Wyoming landscape at the red-eye-inducing time of  3:57 AM. I still feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, each one silhouetted by the emerald glow of my computer as they pulse with every key type. Tonight was the first show of our tour and I must say it could have not been a greater goodbye. I had the pleasure of seeing so many friends in the winsome wooded college town known as Boulder, Colorado. We played the Fox theatre, the legendary rock club where history has been made so many times over. It was a very modest show, relatively low in attendance but that did not stop the wonderful energy of those who came to see us.  I am really excited to get to know This Time Next Year and Memphis May Fire (Of Machines will not be meeting up with the tour until we are in Oregon). It is always tough administering the “break the ice” tour–talk conversations with a group of young men that you know you will be seeing every day for the next month. I think it went over smoothly and they all seem hold the traditional demeanor of tour folk---calm, genteel, and understanding. Once we conquer this flat quest through the dark Wyoming wilderness and land ourselves flat in the great valley of the Salt Lake, we will be seeing them all again and have yet another chance to bond. Until then, I must thank all the gleaming smiling familiar faces of friends and fans that provided us such an embracing exodus and sign off….sweet dreams internet world.