WILL

Yesterday was a pretty long drive. I can't remember if anything weird happened. We stopped at a gas station. Bobby tried to drive.

I guess we got to Davis around 5 or so. Kevin's brother lives in Davis so we brought some groceries over to his house to munch on. I had apples, brie, and graham crackers. Oh yeah - they were pushing this new Kit-Kat at the grocery store that was supposed to be extra crispy + creamy. Tasted like the usual to me. Fine. If it ain't broke, don't fix it. Although I did like that 79 cent Santa Clause Kit-Kat they had in Canada before Christmas.

Anyway. Talked shit with Matt D and his wife for a while and then we went to the show. Davis DIY scene was weird! We played in a living room of some college house. Boris, the guy who booked the show, was setting up gear for his set when we walked in. Nice dude. The only person I met in Davis that didn't have weird teeth.

Him and the other band, Healing Potpourri, played some droney spacey sets and then we played. Pretty loud. Mostly cleared the house out but we still had a lot of fun. Hugo especially went HAM and bled all over the bass...

Had to leave directly after our set at 11 to start the drive to Olympia. Never fun. But also it is kind of a thrill to be with your buds and face a long night of driving. It sure feels good to get to your destination and poop out on the couch once you arrive.

I'm writing from Olympia now at Neil and Nick's house. Travis and Ben were sitting at the table when we walked in and I was happy to see them. Bobby, Hugo and I walked downtown to take care of some errands. Olympia is just the best.

WILL

Played at the Smell last night. Been wanting to play there forever. Glad to say we finally did it. Going in I've learned to have zero expectations for shit like that but we were pleasantly surprised by the turnout especially on Tuesday. The girl who booked our show, Kate, was one of the sweetest girls we met on the road.

Oh yeah - went for a run around 11am yesterday along the beach. Felt awesome. Something about the January weather in Los Angeles made me feel real nostalgic and sad. I could've cried. Didn't though. Found a great radio station to listen to. Sure wish I could remember the frequency. The DJ played a Bad Fate song. They are too good.

Hung out on the beach with the crew for a while. This was Santa Monica beach I guess. Went up to the van and drove to a joint called "Tacos Por Favor" for lunch. Great food!

Talked sports with Hannah's dad for a while - apparently the New York Times has great sports writers. Didn't get a chance to check it out for myself.

Had a little rehearsal in the guest room and then we got the rock outta there. The Smell is real cool. I don't know why LA doesn't get more love. One of my favorite cities I've ever been to.

Just heard that it's 82 degrees though - happy to be on the road to Davis.

As usual I got tired early last night so I was in the tent before the hot tub was even warm. Woke up late this morning to the sound of Hannah's pooches screaming their heads off.

Stopped for breakfast on the road. I tried the eggs and cactus! Very cool