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Tour is Not Hell pt 1: Why do you smell like cinnamon?

We are in Chicago right now. Yesterday we were in Gambier Ohio and the day before that we were in Pittsburgh. We have been in two radio shaks, one wall mart, two grocery stores that sold beer, innumerable apartments, one bar, one cafeteria and – most of all – my car. In the midwest things are further away from each other than they are on the east coast. The drive from Madison to Columbus on Thursday or whenever is going to be ugly, but we are well equipped with all of the Sun Ra and Jay-Z that we could possibly need.

I ate the brownies Suz packed me but almost none of the other food we brought. In Pittsburgh after an ugly show we drank Iron City beers and ate the best fake chicken I’ve ever had. At Kenyon, delicious salads grow on trees, so we alternated between gorging ourselves on those and rolling away the beautiful afternoon in the chunth.

This time around there haven’t been any dogs to pet. The only one we saw was a stray in the middle of Ohio. In Indiana there are signs that say “Animal Present when Flashing.” One was flashing but where were the presents? Ahhhhh get it?

Bonsky writes,

its time for secret hotties everyone!!???!!! look for them everywhere, raves, cupboards, bowling allies, the ballet, your grandmas house, in the microwave!!! they could be anywhere or anybody!! find a secret hottie now!!!!

We are going to get free thai food in a couple of hours. Also free drinks. Mike has been working on the remains of yesterday’s 30 pack since about noon. Some people don’t like being on tour and we can’t figure out why.

Hello so far: Jeremy of The Sea, Like Lead + Ed the English major, Chris of Aryan/Asian, Tigersaw gals, Semisonic cover band, Mirra and Nora, tollbooth hottie, Leo, Richard + Tucker + Steffen and all PEEPS, Marianna, Chester, whoever brought those marshmallows to the bonfire. Apologies to the couple I interrupted mid-coitus while I walked in the woods.

If I have time, I will post something a little less cryptic and a little more anecdotal when we get to Minneapolis.

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