Dateline: Cleveland. Apparently, it rocks. Here we are, on the bus, pulling in to Cleveland, OH. We watched American Splendor last night, because it takes place in Cleveland. Bobby, the drum tech, wants to call Tobey Radloff, the Genuine Nerd, and invite him to the show. I'm all for it. He's also taken to calling me Johnny Fontane. I kinda like that, too.
SO Norfolk, VA was kinda fun yesterday. Load in took an hour and a half, which is the fastest so far. It left us about 7 hours to do nothing, so we of course went to the mall across the street. I've come to the conclusion that every mall in America is exactly the same. It's quite boring, really. But the venue, the Norva, was pretty cool. They had a green room with a pool table, ping pong, foosball, and other stuff; as well as a hot tub and sauna in the dressing room. Not too shabby.
I didn't know this, but Norfolk is home of Michael Vick, the latest in the NFL's line of disappointments. Is it just me, or does it seem like the NFL and NBA have more violent and drug offenders than other sports? Or is it just more publicized?
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1 comment:
Good point, though sometimes it's hard to arrive to definite conclusions
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