Texas Somewhere

We’re somewhere in Texas, just over the border of New Mexico. The wind is pushing our RV around the road like it thinks we’re a tumble weed (can’t talk about Texas and not add a tumble weed reference). Our RV is literally falling apart around us. This is only day four and already twice that many things have busted around our “affordable” ride. We’ve affectionately named it Bertha the Whistling Whale Guppy (BWWG); which, to be honest, I really don’t know why except for the obvious fact that it whistles. That, and the fact that it gives one the distinct impression of driving in some kind of strange hybrid between a piece of Tupperware and one of those cheap particle board book shelves you get from K-mart and build yourself.

Our show at Wildwood Sounds in Southern Colorado had to be canceled (Which was a huge bummer ‘cause we absolutely love playing their. In fact, it’s one of my favorite venues our here). But we managed to call our buddies Scott and Angie out at San Luis Valley Brewing Company, in Alamosa Colorado and they hooked us up with a show last night. It was a great show.

We met some friends of a friend as well. Special thanks to John and Sandy Varner who let us park BWWG on their farm last night. John even let me take his truck into town so we didn’t have to try and find a parking spot for the BWWG. Good people the Varners are. Ok, I’d better go. I’m starting to sound like Yoda. Peace, hope and love- Nate