People,

Well, it's 1:25 in the AM and we just arrived at our host Jen's house after our big gig in Pittsburgh. Jen is a sweetheart, Gordon's cousin and she took her medical boards today. That's the triple threat people. Dag.

Anyway, you'll get the full rundown in the big post tour journal, but I'll give you the highlight of the night and it ain't pretty. The club we played at had perhaps the best green room/band area of any place we've ever played. There was an entire floor just for the bands, with two living rooms, an internet study and, most importantly, a nice private bathroom.

Here's where it gets ugly. The bathroom was not only a great luxury, but also very necessary because three out of four band members had vicious....er....stomach problems. To put it somewhat cleverly, if we were rappers we would all have been Stoolio. The only one who escaped unscathed was Gordon, but he only eats bunny food so he doesn't really count.

Tomorrow we hit Oberlin college and all the person who comes to the show better be prepared (ha ha, there may be more than one. Maye)