drunk drivers, drug store motels and the hot desert.
at the moment i am at warped tour in arizona. it is 1000 deg. outside so i am hiding on the air conditioned bus… i don’t even know where to begin.. do i start with the near death experience? the bus driver decided that the only way to get over his anxiety about the bus being “dirty” was to drink away his sorrows and risk the life of everyone.. at about 6a.m. he drove off the road and was inches away from crashing.. a sleepless night to say the least.. AND he is apparently already driving for another band.. i mean.. really?? the next night was spent in victorville.. 3 beds in a room is normal there.. and asking if you ordered “party favors” is a annual routine.. oh the road.. the people you meet and the things you see..
xxoo
