I'm currently regrouping in my hotel room in Primm Nevada.  The hotel is Buffalo Bills.  It looks like a big grain elevator except for the roller coaster that sends screaming people past my window every 20 minutes.  At first I thought it was a Harley Davidson Hog blowing it's muffler off into my room, but after I had the guts to peak outside my window, I realized it was just some folks having a thrill.  I'm cool with it now.  It's amazing how you can get used to anything. Maybe I just know what it's like to be a screamer.

We just played one of my favourite shows this fall at The Fresno Fair.  It was our first show after actually rehearsing for a couple weeks.  We were really sitting on the grooves.  Tyler drew a comparison between us and a real famous hockey team ( maybe it was the Edmonton Oilers with Gretzky and Messier?).  But I'm hesitant to encourage that kind of comparison, because with enough support, Tyler will actually lobby to turn us into a hockey team.  I'm not saying I don't like getting in the corners, and keeping the passes tape to tape, but I still enjoy playing the bass and singing.

I'm looking forward to sitting on some more grooves tonight.  Hope to see you at the show.  If not I'll look for you screaming outside my window.  Ahhhh!!!

jim