Phew.
We are on our way back to Oakland.
David left us last night on a shiny ol’
Airplane, it’s back to work for that dawg. We just dropped Jeffrey off in San Antonio where he is about to hop on a different shiny ol’ airplane, back to work for him too.
That leaves three of us… Kev, Matt and our boy Tyler who shall be dropped off in Los Angeles. It would be nice to relax and take a nice scenic route home but, alas, we shall be spending untold hours on barren highway 10. We have a show on Wednesday night in Oakland and have to drive like madmen to get there on time. This wouldn’t be nearly so bad if it weren’t for Kevin and Matts ridiculous decision to not change their shirts for the entire tour, this has not helped the vans odor problem in the slightest. Hopefully we won’t have to eat at the ghostly diner which we happened upon on our way here, if we do we shall certainly not be ordering the fried okra again or even the coffee which tasted like it was carelessy brewed in 1929 and filtered through a cowboys old underwear.
Goodbye to Austin and all the nice folks we met there. We’ll miss ya a bunch.