-CSUN, San Diego, and Santa Barbara Nov 2nd-5th 2006-

We are back in California.

Well, we are becoming tour whores. The second tour in less than a month. Either we are very dedicated to what we are doing or we just love the seedy vibe that only a rest area can provide. Either way, we win.

We headed out from Phoenix on Wednesday at about 7 pm in hopes of taking the west coast by storm. This time it appeared as though the  travel gods and ADOT smiled upon us. We had no hiccups like last time. Will didn't run out of gas, the trailer did not have a flat tire and Nick did not bring with him 3 uncooked eggs in his pocket.

We arrived at Nick's parent's house at about 2am and immediately headed for our bed. That's right, bed.  A twin size that now knows each of us personally.

This morning, we woke up and headed to Cal State Northridge for our 11am show in the Plaza. We had a great time playing and let the good people at the college that we were there to rock. They amused us by giving us a great response.

After the show we headed straight out to San Diego for our big show at Brick By Brick. On the way we played trivial pursuit and talked about our feelings. It appears as though Chris is still consumed by the cancellation of the tv show Freaks and Geeks. He said that his heart still hurts and he is not sure weather he can ever believe in a Supreme Being again. He agreed to get help. By help we mean that he agreed to eat less red meat. Somehow that will help him get through it.

San Diego came up quickly and we made our way to Pacific Beach and wasted what seemed like an eternity trying to capture the greatest sunset picture the world has ever seen. We failed miserably but decided that our picture of Tom eating some washed up sea plant would suffice.

After giving PB hell, we went to the club. When we got there the place was pitch black and completely void of human life. Chris felt right at home.  We set up and played what could be considered the greatest show the world as ever seen. However, depending on who you talk to, it could have been considered the musical equivalent of deep sea home building. Everyone has their own opinion I guess.

Tomorrow after we sleep in until 3pm, we will get ready for the show that we are really looking forward to: The Derby in Hollywood. We will let you know how it goes.

Yours in the time of Cholera,

Nick, Chris, Will, Tom and this guy with a cat on his shoulder.

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This was a night that started out as a winner and ended as a ..stain on the good name of TYS.

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..We headed out to Santa Barbara at about 1:30 with our heads held high. It was a glorious day and the cool California wind blew on us like a kiss from God, or something like that.

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On the way there, we stopped in Carpenteria to scout a location for Nick's upcoming wedding. It was a beautiful little ranch the overlooked the ocean.

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However, Nick's fiancé Stacy was not there so he decided to renew his vows with Chris. It was a tender moment shared by the two and their dearest friends.

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After sharing the sweet celebration of love, the band set out again towards Santa Barbara. We arrived there a few hours early and checked out the venue. It was the patio at a nice little sushi bar called Caliroll's. Instead of eating there beforehand, we decided to press our luck at the crappiest of pizza restaurants in the UCSB campus area. Our digestive tracks are still angry at the choice.

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After ingesting 82 lbs of undercooked pizza dough and sausage, we headed to the venue. We set up and began to rock. People walked in and out but there were a few people who stuck it out and enjoyed the show. There was one guy in particular who we simply named "The Pirate". He seemed to enjoy us a little too much.

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The highlight of the night is when "The Pirate" came up on stage between songs and said these magic words into the mic: "Who farted?".. It was a lovely moment.

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After the show, we were invited to a frat party to see a Guns and Roses cover band called Hollywood Guns. It turned out to be a great party and we met tons of nice people.

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However, not all were nice. In particular, the Santa Barbara police dept. I will explain.

Right after the party, we went to our truck and trailer to leave. There was a Budweiser that someone had left of the wheel well. Tom picked it up. Not good. Suddenly, 4 cops wrestled Tom to the ground. He had no idea what was going on. Chris ran up to the cops to see what was going on and was immediately met with a forearm to the throat. Apparently, you cannot even touch an open container of beer in Santa Barbara even to just move it from your trailer. Nor can you question why a band member is being manhandled like a rag doll to the ground. After much deliberation, Tom and Chris were threatened with being taken to jail for being belligerent. Tom was cited a ticket for having the open bottle even though it was not his FU**ING BEER!

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All is well now and everyone is calm, including all the innocent underage students who were drunk walking the streets while Tom was being violated by SB's finest. ..

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So, at this time, we would like to send the Santa Barbara Police Dept a nice little message.

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Tom, Chris, Will, Nick and The Pirate. ..

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