One would think that fourteen hours in the car with three other dudes and no radio would be unpleasant.  Bu it was one of the most enjoyable experiences of my summer.  Most of the conversations we had and the freestyle raps we made could never repeated but I haven't laughed so hard in a long time.  The 45 minute show at Truman State took a backseat to how little we have grown up despite the fact that we are in our early 20s.  We ended up staying at a Frat house again this time but it was a much different situation.  The house was well maintained and there was actually a guy named Thomas from Minnesota there.  He kept trying to pour us drinks but he was so far gone that most of his efforts ended up spilling on his hands.  Nicest guys ever though, as opposed to the last place where they screamed at us at 5 am and the place smelled like piss.  We're going to do it all again next weekend.  Maybe we'll bring a video camera.