Too far inside of a car

So what happened was we left San Diego on Monday afternoon and played Chapel Hill on Friday, with two shows in Texas along the way. Nothing but hauling ass in our shitty, leaky old cop van. In North Carolina I was reunited with Annie, after far too long apart, along with a whole slew of other old friends. We played at the Local 506 with my good friend Lance's band, My Dear Ella, and the next night we all attended Lance's wedding. The reception was just the release we needed after all those thousand mile days on the interstate. Lotsa drinking, lotsa dancing, lotsa puking. Woo-hoo!

Now we're in the homestretch: back on the east coast with one week until we're home. It's been a good time, every single show has been a joy to perform, but we're all ready to get the hell out of the van and off the road for a little while.