we are different

i dont think that anyone in my line of work will disagree... we are a different breed. its not what we do, its where we do it. the constant variation of location. two very important times in a tour prove that more than any other. the beginning and the end. right now, i am at the end.

im laying in the last hotel bed of the tour. after the last full show of the tour. i am going home tomorrow.... kinda. hitting up tulsa first, but anyway, i am going home tomorrow. most people leave work and go home, that part is very similar. most people dont leave their co workers for months at a time, sometimes years and maybe even forever. in a way, its like getting laid off without being laid off. but even when a normal person is laid off, they are still in the town they were in the day before. as a touring person at the end of the road, your whole life changes. almost everything about it. day to day life is completely uprooted.

am excited about getting back to richmond and getting my life back in order. things for me have been abnormal since i moved from tulsa in june. i've basically been homeless. thankfully i have had tours to keep my from really realizing it. so yeah, im happy to be putting things at home in line. i am a little sad though. obviously because the paychecks stop, but very much more due to the fact that life just feels good in the confines of a stinky tour bus and dark clubs and having a good time with friends. they are all friends too. even your bosses. so many times in my life it has been compared to going away to camp.

what i mean to say in short... ending a tour is a major change. i am not really ready for that change but my life is. i look forward to getting back out there as soon as i can.

the end is near

we are winding down. we have already lost two of the bands on the tour. the last two shows are just us and sherwood. its a less cluttered change of pace, but were losing like 15 friends. end of tour is always bittersweet. its nice to get home and unwind, it sucks not being with friends... and not getting direct deposits.

we were in salt lake city for a day off. it was awesome. most all of us and about half of hellogoodbye went to an indoor go kart racing track and battled it out for 40 laps. that doesnt really sound like a lot, but it is. everyone had sore shoulders for quite a bit. it was a little too fun. so fun that i need to worry about the fact that i could blow a lot of freakin money at the track in richmond.

since we lost two of the bands the last show we made sure to get all the pranks in. lots of silly string, movie popcorn, instrument removal, sing alongs, play alongs, lock outs, men in road cases, hog tied keyboardists, dust off, and on and on and on. i will miss my new pals. i am now following most of them on twitter and facebook though. so its like im right beside them for all the coolest and most mentionable parts of their days.

last night i had a headache so bad it made me gag. thank you tylenol PM.

ive gained almost 10lbs in the past 4 months.

im ready to not be homeless.

i am insulted by the shoddy craftsmanship of eletro harmonix pedals.