The crew is throwing the gear on and we should be heading out any minute. Looks to be like about a 16 hour trip. More later when I get my shit sorted on the bus. On the road. Got Charlie's Angels crankin' on the DVD player rockin', just kickin back chillin' with some of Kilo's killer party favors.
Life is good.
Not too much to report at this point so I'll check back with you when something worth while happens. Kilo and Stressman, our stage manager, stayed up drinking until 6am. Everybody died pretty early. I took a couch in the back of bus and slept like a baby. At any rate, we're now sitting just outside Cleveland broken down.