all there is in utah is rocks it seems.

i am writing this from on top of a washing machine in a super-8 in Salt Lake City. Just driven from New Mexico. For 16 hours, all I saw was rocks. No joke. 16 hours of this:



it reminded me of the scenery in the cartoon film Cars.

anyway last night was the first HUGE tour bbq. mad fun. the aggrolites plugged in and played a bunch of awesome reggae and ska covers, people got up and sung with them... some fools were playing football with a water bottle they'd filled with dry ice, and when it finally exploded in their faces they all cheered... danny stevens (audition) tried to salsa with this girl and just couldn't get it together, so kevin lyman cut in and totally tore it up and danny was cracking up and telling him off for making him look bad... and my dear mike and i discussed pie.