Day 4 : bullocks, Pevley!

It didn't really matter where we were headed next, Tulsa was going to be a hard act to follow. It so happened that the next town were were landing in was Little Rock, Arkansas. We played at Sticky Fingerz. It was a really fancy place, and everyone there was way nice. The dudes from Free Micah met us at the door and took real good care of us. Maestro was the sound guy, and he was crazy. At one point during the soundcheck he said into the monitors, "how loud do you wanna go? I'm not afraid of you mutherf•ckers". That was pretty much par for the course from ole Maestro. After the show I started getting real sick. Coughing all over the place, eyes watering, sinus pressure, the whole deal. I spent the rest of the evening in the van listening to the rain. Oh yeah, Indiana, it rains in Arkansas. Get your act together.


We stopped at mcdonald's to grab a cheeseburger and so Bryant could use the facilities. A tour bus full of senior citizens had that same idea at the same time. Here's tim right before he unleashed a furious string of obscenetied on these old farts for "crowding him". The two people in the foreground here ordered right before me. They ordered "one medium dr pepper".

 
Here we are hanging out at Stink Fingerz. They fed us some dank victuals for free and treated us like real gentlemen. They also had a dry erase board where you could guess the score of the Monday night football game for a chance to win $500. None of us won...

 
This is what Zac looks like while he's doing a soundcheck. It's very similar to how he looks while he's doing a "number two"


husband&wife's trip to Austin is brought to you by the number two and the color gray. And also by Dayquil. Zzzzzzz...