Dear Mom and Dad,
I do not like summer camp. I do not like the other kids. This isn't fun anymore and I want to come home. I promise I'll walk the dog and be nice to my sister. Just let me come home.
Seriously, stick a fork in me. I'm done. Toast.
Universe! I have learned my lesson! Seriously! I get it.
Ok, so the above may be a bit dramatic, but it may not. Actually it's not. This tour is sooooooo lame. Some of the guys are straight up dirt bags. I am having a hard time turning a blind eye to things. It's almost over, I feel crummy, and I now know what I shall never do again.
The essence of Rock n Roll is lame.
Chicago, however, is a wonderful city. It so beats New York in my opinion. I spent the morning walking around Wriggleyville. What a wonderful area. The Food, the People, are absolutely wonderful. The folks that work at the club here, The Metro, are absolutely the coolest folks that we have worked with in a while. The Saving grace of the day, that and the fact that the show was early and we were able to get out and have some late night Thai Food at 11:30. We have some deep dish in the fridge.
Easter, yeah, it's going to smell like rotten eggs on the bus this morning. The Easter show is going to most likely be an egg, as everyone is partying a bit to hard here.
I'm feeling rough and am going to retire.
Happy Easter everybody.
2 comments:
Shane, this tour is starting to take a toll on you. You look like Michael Strahan of the New York Giants in that photo! How did you manage to get the gap in your teeth? Hang in there, your through the worst of it.
Oh no, there is always room for more doo doo .
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