Same old. (That is if anyone is reading this...) Arrive, eat, load in. Hold on... nobody who works here even knows the name of the band. of even if there is a band. Well, we're here now, so like it or not- there is a band!!!! The first story we hear from the bartender Amber is "Your agent never told us your name. he just said you were a band." Hmmm.. Funny. Michael says he remembers sending a promo pack over a month ago. next person to be blamed is the bar owner who supposedly has bad communication skills. Are we getting people in trouble here? Sorry...

anyway, here we are. what does the place look like? Don't really know. it's hard to see in here. Very dark. Old. maybe a happening bar in the 70's. Wait a minute! as our eyes adjust to the room, silhouettes slowly become visible. 50 year old men! the after work crowd is drinking away the tension of the work day. We'll feel right at home with our usual soundcheck crowd. Amber assures us that "They'll be cleared out by 10 pm. the place will be empty." Nice. I don't feel like I need to describe our first set much do I/ In fact, let's skip ahead to day # 2.

Amber has offered to put up some posters for us today! Yay! Pretty cool since she's only had 3 hours sleep and has to work again at 5. Brian, the waiter has phoned up his buddies , well I think everyone that we met has said they would. By 10 pm, the bar had twice as many people in it as the night before. we see a few faces from the night before. (Hey Cory!)

Now here's a strange happening! a thunderstorm has been brewing all day long and by 9pm, it's lookin' pretty angry outside. Of course, being in a band has a few perks. This night, the best being not having to go outside to get to the bar. We stroll down to the bar from our hotel rooms just in time to see a bat come in through the other door. People kind of panic a bit. Some dude is trying to hit it with his hat. Michael borrows some guy's jacket and spends half an hour trying to catch the bat without hurting it. Amber is telling people that the bat is ours and it's part of the show. Michael and Brian (the waiter guy) finally herd the thing out (unharmed) and we get ready to play our first set.

Not one of our busier shows. But you know, it was a great time. We sell some cds, Chris is the victim of local liquor laws. Jai and Michael get to pour their own beers again after hours. Oh yeah, Jai says our hotel rooms here are the best so far. Whatever man. I think Michael's depressed. Don't worry man, you're not in _ _ _ _ _ _ anymore! Thank you for reading this crap! Say, did Chris get back from the Rock Pit yet? Ah, the road!