Wait, I guess it did work. So there's two stories about the same night. Enjoy.

Man, I posted last night when I got home, but was evidently too drunk to hit "publish".
Anyway, my band played last night in Warrensburg. It was a blast, and...free beer!!! I got drunk as hell!! Lane, Wes, and I went to McDonalds a got an assload of food and went to a party at Drive Theory's guitarist's house, and drank a whole lot more. Then, of course, I had to find Highway 13 and then I-70. That was fun. Then 90 more miles of 72 mile-per-hour double vision, warm beer in hand. Pissed behind a closed gas station at one point. I had Lane to keep me company, and we were having a grand ol' time the whole way back. I do remember searchin' for porn and typing some gibberish in this very blog, but it never made it to the digital mainstream, I guess.
Damn, I need some Taco Bell and Mountain Dew!!! Best hangover shit ever! Oooo...speaking of hangover shits...straight liquid this morning. Undigested beer, I guess. I know y'all wanted to know that.

Goddam I'm drunk! Aren't y'all proud!?!
Thinline played a show in Warrensburg tonight. We ended up getting all sorts of drunk, going to McDonalds, gettin' more beer, and driving back to Columbia. What is it, like, 90 miles to Columbia!?! That's a lot of drivin' with double vision. But I made it, and that's what counts!
I gotta brag about my truck for a second. My Suzi (That's Isuzu to you laymen and women) hauled all our equipment with pride, and minimal gas. She loves me. She even knows that I got a 12 pack on the way home, so she's extra leniant.
Ugh....bedtime!!! I have no rants tonight, baby!! Travelling down two highways at once takes a lot out of a guy. So long, suckas!!