ANYONE GOT A LEER I CAN BORROW?

Ok, so at last entry we were in Cleveland at the House of Blues. Right as we went on stage it began to lightly snow. Well, somewhere in our 90 min show it began to REALLY snow. I swung open the back door to walk ML to the bus when she came off stage and this is what it looked like outside.


Also, to show how much it actually snowed in 90 minutes (about 2 inches), I took a picture of my footprints in the snow. This is what it looks like when you're trying to trudge through the snow in Chuck Taylors.

OK, so we managed to get out of Cleveland, but round about Detroit our transmission on ML's bus decided it was only going to work a half day. We lost 4th and 5th gear and couldn't run over 50 mph for the rest of the 300 miles to Petoskey, MI. I don't know if any of you know where Petoskey, MI is, but if you look at a map it's the very tip of the mitten that is Michigan. It's as far north on the mainland as you can go.

We limped into the gig right at load in, kicked everyone off and sent the bus in for repair hoping it would be a quick fix. You guessed it...it wasn't. So we all piled in the band bus (13 of us) and rode the 610 miles to Prior Lake, MN. We found some guy named Blaine at the gig in Petoskey with a big truck and paid him to haul our other trailer to Minnesota. It was like being at summer camp...a shitload of people all in the front lounge. I slept on the couch since we had no other open bunks. Then we got the call today that the bus won't be fixed until Monday, so at the present time I'm trying to get a bus to Prior Lake to get us. They're not really easy to come by in Michigan or Minnesota.

And needless to day, it's a little bit of an ego bruising when you have to have some guy in a bright red "Blaine's Excavating" truck bring your gear to the loading dock. Humbling.

To top it all off, we hit up the casino buffet around 11 am for lunch and I made the mistake of putting anchovies on my wonderful salad creation. I've been paying for that all day, and so have those that have been standing downwind of me. Oh yeah, and I left my bag on the bus because I figured it would be back in time. I have only the clothes on my back and my toiletry bag.

So if any of you reading this in blogland have a private jet you're willing to donate I'd be more than happy to borrow it for a couple days. I can hook you up with a couple tickets and meet/greets. Takers???