Yesterday we got off to a rough start due to unexpected traffic. The reality being it was a holiday weekend, friday after noon and we didn't realize that there would be traffic at 1pm.
By we I mean chris and I, and by chris and I I mean me. Charlie got out of his funk by a sticker on a truck that said "fuckaholic" and unfortunately I was too slow to get a picture of the sewer scum driving this truck.
Anyway, molly stole us a mattress from ikea. Yeah.
There's drew doing some hard work with my head, aka the toe killer.
The bridge ride into Peoria was nice.
The show itself was awesome, we were on time and everything went well.
We stayed at nice holiday inn and got free breakfast. Score.
Charlie and I got cup cossis. $1.75 well worth it.
We got to st louis before the killer and the venue was in an area that had nothing around it, aka st louis.
We all relaxed in the van, but as you can see Charlie turned homeless.
There was literally nothing around so we drove 8 minutes away to a walgreens.
James wanted to play a game.
There was blood.
Then chris went back to the 70's and brought back some style.
So then we went to our hotel outside of st louis. We ate shitty pizza, swam in a sweet pool, danced by a wedding, and played marco polo.
Later on drew and I went on an adventure where we saw this little beauty:
If you can't read it, it says "juggalo".
That's right kids.
So we slept in "late" (Charlie terms) and headed out for Indianapolis. If only we realized then what our/my great mistake was. (keep reading)
James making good use of mollys shitty stolen pillow.
Along the way to Indianapolis we passed probably the largest cross I have ever seen in my life. Easily 50' high and maybe 15' in diameter. It was almost frightening.
We love ranimals.
The cat was a stray and the dog may as well have been, but his name was trapper.
So this was the point where drew, being the work horse that he is, was unloading the van and realized my guitar wasn't there.
Yeah.
Either we left it at the venue (still waiting for a call back), the killer van took it (nope), or it was stollen.
There's me and said guitar having a ball.
$1,500 guitar
$200 guitar case that took a while to find
$100 in cables
$100 tuner
So yeah. I lost $2 grand worth of equipment and sentiments. I knew things were going too well.
Everyone who could have been called was called, everyone who could of helped did, and now it's just a waiting game.
Another blow to the god idea.
What's up financed Les Paul standard?
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