Paranoid

So we played Mississippi Pizza in Portland. Free pizza/drink ticket (only one, LAME). Met a bunch of cool gypsy girls and watched them dance to the last band of the night, Fanno Creek, who killed it by the way but what's wrong with us?! Why can't the cute girls always dance to our songs like everyone in Idaho?! Anywho, Portland is a rad place, kinda odd, but everything is a little unfamiliar when you're away from home.
Were all back in Cali.
If we didn't get our transmission fixed, we would definitely would've been, as Mike Nordin would put it, "done" by Portland. After driving for nearly twelve hours to San Francisco we were eager to get as far away from the money eating/problem causing hunk of metal we call our van. In n Out was the first stop. We lucked out on Noel having a really cool older (half)brother that just happens to live in SF. He's been kind enough to take us in for a couple of nights and let us knock out in the living room. We spent the day buying wrong boarding passes, riding busses, wondering around aimlessly down in the main city sight seeing and getting delicious clam chowder in sour dough bowls.
Played a fun last show away from home at the Hemlock Tavern, minus a minor setback by Nate and I having to race back to the other end of the city to grab the tour E.P.s from our van. I don't even want to think about driving anywhere anymore. Now we're all paranoid about any smell, sound or van lurching that happens with both vans. Ours still works but it takes a good while to get into second gear, maybe it's just all of the inclines in SF but regardless it's a good thing our new transmission came with a one year/12,000mile warranty.
Anyways, were here another day, more chowder bowls are to be had and were all excited to be coming up on the last stretch of our little tour. See you guys soon.




















- Dan/D&C