grunge isnt dead.

phoenix was really cool. got to sleep in a real bed, ate a real breakfast at ikea(truly a great deal at 2.99$), and hung out with a high school art teacher who got so worked up when he saw a mccain/palin sign on someone's lawn that he felt the urge to run over and rip the sign out and throw it into someone's back yard.

tucson was a really nice city as well. its so weird to see a city all the sudden rise out of the desert. we thought it was really hot outside and asked one of alyssa's friends where there was a pool we could got to. her friend laughed at us and said that it was the "winter" to them and that they had drained all the public pools in the area. if they only knew what winter really was. the show was cool, i ate really good mexican food. me and stef went out to a little mexican restaurant to celebrate our two year anniversary. the first band that played were these younger teenagers that were playing their first ever show. their parents had rented them a van for their gear. they didnt even have cases for their guitars. we slept at alyssa's friend's house and she told us to look in our shoes before we put them on to see if there were scorpions in them. welcome to the desert.

driving through the amercian southwest is really beautiful. on the drive to san diego, we drove through the imperial sand dunes, which looks like the deserts in africa. huge dunes, genies in weird metal cups, flying carpets and a whole bunch of other crazy shit. besides that, it was a cool and very desolate place. some of the mountains are literally giant piles of huge rocks. we also saw the huge wall the usa is building on the border of mexico. another thing that dots the highway is these checkpoints, which basically racially profile you. the only "problem" we had was one of the guards asked us if we were american citizens and i said "no, we're canadians" to which he replied "well thats going to be a problem." i looked at him and he got this huge smile on his face and told us we could go.

we went to a beautiful beach in san diego. it was like something out of the oc. our show in riverside wasnt the greatest but we met some really cool people. i tried mickey's malt liquor and a 40oz of iron cobra malt liquor. both were quite tasty.

the next show we had was in marina california halloween night. the show was amazing, everyone partying in their costumes. unfortunately the dudes who lived at house had to stop the show because their RA (the show was on a campus) told them to stop the loud music. regardless, the show ruled.

the next night was in santa cruz, which again was amazing. we played a little cafe. people were really into it. we also played with a band from san diego that i had seen a couple of years earlier called lanterns. they were really awesome, sometimes its a really small world.

next stop was portland, which was amazing. people went nuts, some dude fucked up his chin and i took a really good shit.

now im in seattle and last night we went to the house where kurt cobain blew off his face. while walking around, some juggalette came up to us and gave us some flier from a smoke shop down the street. here is a quote; "jimmy's got everything, ceramic pipes, water pipes, crack pipes!!!! but you didnt hear me say that!!!"

tomorrow i will be saying fuck you america.