In a black van with no windows.

I am 100% sure, well maybe not 100%, and I bet I could find out pretty easily, that every blog post about being in Washington DC has that title.

Started off with a day off. Our hotel was SUPER SPACE-AGE.

My room with a view.

The Hong Kong Express. Jim Beam rye whiskey, essence of cinnamon,organic ginger beer, candied orange.

I was going to say that this didn’t taste as good as it looked, but looking at the picture it actually doesn’t look good either. So not sure what I was expecting. Everyone else seemed to enjoy their food.

Hong Kong Express (#2)

In the morning it was time to sight-see, except I felt like shit still, so just a quick little protest viewing. No to the XL Pipeline, from my hotel room window.

Freedom Plaza

DC Statehood.

Since we are playing 2 nights at the 9:30 Club, the set list writing was a little bit of work.

And two nights mean, 2 nights of cupcakes.

And then time to go get a nutritious breakfast in the morning.

And a quick lunch before load-in.

This is some sort of Jews for Jesus Karoke Event / Protest happening in front of The White House.

This was not a temporary sign. I know the government doesn’t have all the money in the world, but let’s try and put our best foot forward please.

This is my production office at the 9:30 Club.  I love the 9:30 Club. They always take great care of us there. Except when The Murder City Devils were told we would never play there. We have never played there again.

I had a little time to kill before heading to the airport, and had to get some stuff mailed so headed over the the MLK Post Office.

Riding high, I got a tear in my eye, You know you got to go thru hell, Before you get to heaven.

Home! Well the taxi ride from SEATAC to Little Pink Houses.