Thank god. The Pa is back.
:slowly begins withdrawal recovery::
I have a cold and it SUCKS!
I have no Halloween costume and I’m not sure that I’m even working on one this year.
I had a weird dream the other night. Anybody who came to my house last summer for Phish should remember the conversation about how Jawbone/Brady looks just like my ex Eric. I think I even showed photographic evidence. Anyway, in my dream, which was about Eric, there were several times where I couldn’t tell if I was talking to Eric or Brady, ha.
I miss my husband!! We’ve hardly seen eachother the past week as we both had to be out of town at different times.
It’s been snowing out all day here. Yep…snowing.
So now I’m in for a good 6 month stupor. Oh well, at least Eggnog is already on the shelves. Time to gain weight and try to be a jolly ole sack o’ shit.
yeah it’s going to snow here tonight, up to 4 inches. I hope the runways are clear in Minneapolis on thursday! 
^ Are you driving down to MPLS? I would be more worried about those roads being safe to drive on. I’m sure it’s not going to snow enough for flights to be canceled or delayed. Ah fuck, you’ll be good to go. Safe journeys Hank.
Really? It’s 70 degrees and there’s a tornado rolling through town here.
Yeah I am driving down to minneapolis, 220 miles, then getting a ride to the airport from Ryan. Not too worried at all.
So Erin lost her camera at Broomfield night 2…which really sucks. We had a couple great pictures of Hank, Erin and myself standing out in the lot perfectly framed by the mountains and clouds in the background. Also there were some pictures of me rocking the skeleton suit during the first set. I tried the venues lost and found and posting some shit on Craigslist in the Denver area, but no response. I guess those things will just have to be memories from now on.
It’s funny, Erin also lost her phone there for a while. I think she set her bag down by the rail and when she picked it up at setbreak all this shit fell out. We went out for a smoke and to get a beer at setbreak only to realize she didn’t have her phone anymore. We went back to the spot we were standing in and I was looking around, could not find the phone and then I finally saw an inch of it sticking out under some dudes foot. Some guy was actually standing on it, but I managed to find it, completely spun in a crowd of a people in mostly the same condition. I bet you her camera was probably right beside it but we didn’t realize it was missing until we got back to the hotel. Shitty deal.
Yeah apparently it’s not available here yet, which really blows. I’ve got Charter, and while it’s decently fast, the FiOS sounds so much better. Plus it’s 20 bucks a month! Of course, being in the mountains, it’s going to be a long time before they get it up here. I think Jeff, up there in the White Mountains of NH, still has really limited options for high-speed internet, period. Now, that’s more isolated than me, but still, places like this where the topography looks like this:
are hard to get good services to because of the terrain. Hopefully some day…
I’m gettin’ it too. Probably not as bad as you but… blah. So it begins.
So I just got back, it feels like. I mean I pulled into my driveway six hours ago and I’m at work now, but this is kind of like a finish line, just to get to this desk after the madness. This is the first time I’ve done four consecutive shows since 1995. I still can’t believe it, between the setlists and the incredibly tight and fun playing, I feel I did the right thing.
I drove my oldest to school this morning, could barely talk with him I was so tired. Went back home and slept some more, without totally blowing it and oversleeping, so that’s seriously awesome.
Maybe the coolest thing of all though, is that we really decided last minute - bought the tickets yesterday - and I think if I’d said “nah” to this show I might be dead or terribly maimed. The whole idea was proposed to me at setbreak the previous show. And Eric would not have even gone to Manchester if I hadn’t gone, since he had no ride, … and so now he won’t hate me forever for missing it.
^So…I’ll see you in Atlantic City then?
Shit.
Is this where I wook out and quit civilian life?
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Awwww shiiiiiiit
Send your snow to me! Address it to Asheville, NC. I’ll take all the snow you got! I’ll take a 6 month winter over a 6 months summer without ANY hesitation. You lucky bastards, especially you Devin. And it’s apparently completely impossible to get Canadian citizenship, so my dreams of living in Quebec one day are dashed. 'Course, I might would rather live in BC since they have awesome mountains, but Quebec is just the best, man. Fucking gorgeous province all around, and I happen to speak their language, so it would be so great. Not to mention the great weather. But alas, it will never happen. 
You’re probably thinking, what the hell is wrong with this guy being all obsessed with geography and moving and cool places and shit. Well, I love it, so there. That’s why I will be spending my money on traveling, and not children, when I’m older. Much cheaper when you add it all up, and much more fun. Which would you rather do, travel the world, or change diapers and send a kid to college? No-brainer right there.
Dude…I don’t know if you could handle this kind of winter. So Erin takes the car out last night, despite me saying “No, don’t, you’re going to get stuck”…around 11PM I get the call, “yeah, I’m stuck”…she’s right in the alley behind our place, so I spent the next hour trying to get this car out, but it’s fucked. She’s in like 5 feet of snow and growing. I go in and call CAA for a tow (our equivalent of AAA) and they tell me it’s going to be 2-3 hours. So I get a call at 4:30 in the morning saying the tow truck driver is here. The problem is he doesn’t have 4 wheel drive, so he can’t get in close enough to tow us out, so he tries to hook ups his winch, but that thing is frozen solid. So half an hour later, standing in -20 degree temperature, with the wind raging and the snow constantly piling up (at this point part of this snow drift is higher than my car) we get that winch loose and he finally gets it out.
An hour and a half later I have to get up and come to work and this parking lot is fucked. So now I get to spend the whole day shoveling this thing out…and that wind just won’t quit.
And this is just the first day of Winter.
I just don’t get what is so bad about summer that you would trade if for 6 months of back breaking labor.
Also, Canada’s immigration policies are fucked. We have the second greatest land mass on the planet and 90% of it is completely barren. Granted 70% of it is also completely uninhabitable, but still we could fit quite a few more people in here.
stop talking about winter, guys. i’m not ready for this shit.
You underestimate me, my friend. Everyone assumes that because I’m from the South I can’t handle the winter. I lived in central Massachusetts for 3 winters, and the first winter I spent there broke a record as one of the worst winters they’ve had in like 40 years. I did more than my share of shoveling, so I quite aware of the work involved, and it doesn’t bother me a bit. We definitely had snow drifts that were taller than the basketball goal outside, so I know all about that too. I love it. Winter isn’t winter unless you have to fight the elements. At least that’s how I feel.
That’s another thing. I learned how to drive on MA roads, so I know how to drive on icy, snowy roads. BUT, I would not live in the North without an all-wheel-drive car. I want a Honda CR-V with AWD and a manual transmission for my next car. Perfect winter car; like a Subaru but with a much better engine. I know that sometimes the conditions are bad enough that even the best driver will fuck up, but that’s when (ideally) you don’t go out driving.
Yeah, it pisses me off. All the times I’ve been to Quebec (all in the winter too ), I’ve loved it so much, and I always thought of it as a place I would consider living. It really has a magical old-world feel to it that draws me there. It’s one of the few places that I really feel drawn to.
I dunno man, you don’t get why I would trade my 6 month summer for your winter; well, just come down to Birmingham where I grew up and see if you could last from May through September. It’s 102 with 85% humidity like every freaking day. It is god-awful. I will definitely take -20 over 100 any time. At least when it’s cold, you can put more clothes on. When it’s hot, you’re just fucked.
I am sick and tired of Birmingham AL. All of my real friends moved away. I have only one real friend left here and then a long list of ppl who i guess call me their friend but only ever call me when they need pot… and I don’t even sell pot. so that obviously makes it even more of a slap in the face… especially when i answer “not really”, and they immediately say “oh, then ill talk to you later.” or “oh, well call me if you hear something” 
… the only thing that has been keeping me going is talking to a girl who i care alot for but has recently moved all the way to NC, which sucks because she really is one of the few people outside of my family that have ever truly understood me. So basically i’m stuck here with no friends aside from those who stay “friends” with me to get what they need, and it is no fun at all. Half of my real friends are in Asheville, NC, 1/4 of them are in Tuscaloosaa (shit hole), the rest of them are in CO. I really hate being stuck at home. I have no job am not in school and truly have nothing going for me now except for concerts. which, dont get me wrong, are awesome, but i just want to settle into a routine in a place that i have friends again. It just kinda sucks when you only have one person you can relate with, and even though i can relate with him, he’s often shallow and obnoxious, so i dont feel like i really relate with him that well. Anyway sorry bout the long whiny post just have been very alone lately.