We're in Texas and it rules. It smells like fire and it sounds like we're in outer space. Drinkin' Lone Star n shit. We played at Rubber Gloves in Denton last night and it was fun, cool venue and lots of nice people.
Then we tried to drive to Austin after the show, but I had caught some intense stomach virus and we had to stop after about 45 min, and I puked in the lobby of a comfort inn. 36 fucked up hours later I am finally feeling like a human again, and cannot wait to eat something.