joe's diary

Tuesday, June 01, 2004

Day the last, Monday May 3, Washington D.C.

So, we woke up on this morning and trucked it to D.C. We were all tired and cranky and just about ready to not see each other for a good long while. It was a good thing that this was the last day of tour.

Anywho, we got to D.C. and everyone just split. I don't even know what the other fellas did because once that door slid open I was running like I had just made a prison break. Don't get me wrong, I love these goofballs, but I also like a little personal space and alone time - two things in very short supply on tour.

I hit Barnes and Noble and read some motorcycle magazines while frightening all the patrons with my bloodshot eyes, tangled hair, dirty clothes and whikkked stink. It ruled. Afterwards I went and had a nice Mexican dinner all by my onesome. All told, I got about two hours of nice alone time in before the show and I felt recharged as I headed back to the club.

The show itself was really good. The good people of out nation's capital turned out in force, we played well and the vibe was very loose and happy. I always like shows like that the best.

After the show Jordan signed some people's stomachs (not kidding) and we packed up. We got a few hours on the road towards home and crashed at a hotel. No hijinks, just sleep.

Tuesday we woke up early, had some coffee and worked our way back home in time to......lose horribly at the Rumble. Oh well, life is unfair.

Overall, it was a weird tour. The music was better than ever before, but the crazy stories were few and far between. It wasn't like it was all business, but it was certainly a lot of business. That said, it was nice in a lot of ways to treat touring like working at a cool job. We all cut way back on the drinking and partying, which resulted in a lot more efficiency and better moods in the morning. The only downside was that there weren't any situations that I would be afraid to tell my mom about. I honestly don't know which is better.

Oh, whoops, I forgot. One night Pete and Gordon double teamed a weird fluorescent sea turtle. So I guess it was crazy after all.

joe welsh  @  8:06 AM  |  link  |   0 comments

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