LAST YEAR'S MODEL

early the next morning–after our triumphant concert in Deland–we woke up to begin our long drive to Athens Georgia. it was cold and surreal. the house looked like some kind of model-home IKEA catalogue, all wall to wall flame retardant carpets and vinyl furniture. i walked into the kitchen and there was the bartender’s large black cat doing his business in the littler box. i looked him over and noticed him staring back. eyes like laser beans. as i walked into the other room preparing to brush my teeth the same large black cat was sitting in ANOTHER litter box, same laser beam stare focused right at me, same business happening on the other end.  it couldn’t have been more than ten or fifteen seconds between the two events. that cat was a quick lttle fucker.

anyway, we drove all the way to Athens where we had smoothies and ate dinner at this really cool place that had old Sci-fi movie posters hanging on the walls. i ate something with an egg on it. later when we got to the club we found out that the headlining band had to cancel the show because someone in their camp got into a car accident. i hope they’re all ok. too bad we had to find out after we had set up all of our equipment and were getting ready to sound check. that was a fucking burn. we stayed up and ate ice cream and watched movies that night. it was like a little girls slumber party. no trashed hotel rooms or drug overdoses. cookies and ice cream cookies and ice cream.

oh well. we’ll give you a pass this time Athens. We’ll be back. But we’re not playing with any damn longhairs!!!!

Other notables from that day:

1) Getting called a faggot by a guy in a pick up truck.

2) Laying eyes upon the ugliest, scariest toys know to man. KIds who play with these toys are not to be trusted.