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In a Black Van with no Windows, and a Chimney Puffing Smoke.

GOOD Morning… Oh you think he doesn’t have a tough side.  Is that what you think. Hope is not a four letter word and now is not the time to get slack in our goals of an Obama / Biden future for America. Please make sure you have a plan to vote.  If you are […]

From the doorstep you can see the Russian Tea Room…

Good Morning… Philadelphia means one thing, and one thing only. CHEESE STEAKS!!! I did not buy a sandwich from Subway. If you are in Boise or Bozman or that truck stop in Southern Oregon you can go to Subway, but if you are on South Street, I would walk 1 extra block and go somewhere […]

New York, New York Big City of Dreams

Good Morning… Look how glamorous my life is.  This is what I called an office today. This is what Chopper called an office today.  It is great to tour with someone who likes to work more than I do.  It makes me feel like I do take enough time for myself. This place is beautiful. […]

How did all the Massholes get in my castles

Good morning… Things are starting to look up.  Today I did not feel like dying all day.  And look Tone Loc graffiti.  Can you argue that today is a better day. We had to get up at 6:30 am this morning to go hang out with Special Ed in the Sandbox.  It was just like […]

Worst day of the tour…

good morning… If I could make that more lowercase somehow I would.  This might be the sickest I have been on tour.  And this is including the huevos incident of 2006.  And that was a bad one, my crying in my hotel room alone in Santa Rosa for two days before they started getting the […]