Well, what do we get up to on tour? Some rockers have alot of sex, down bottles of Jack, and snort long lines from Bolivia, but not us apparently. We cut hair. At 2am. In the Best Western. And the resulting ton of hair I cut off Cady's shaggy head last week in Los Alamos, NM should net us a cool profit when I sell it in small glass vials.
Join me for dinner?