Vancouver was absolutely perfect in its imperfection. The best sort of mid-stream pause for a tour that is bringing me more than I ever hoped it could. For now, no more words, just this...
I think when I grow up and quit following the circus, I want to be the person who comes up with the words they used on the CAPTCHA on Ticketmaster. Seriously. Where do they come up with this shit?
There are times that irrational desire borders on insanity. I assume, simply given the meaning of the words, that there always exists a very fine line between the two
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How is it that tomorrow I'll be embarking on the final pieces of my 360 adventure? Norman, OK and Phoenix, AZ here I come. I feel like I'm not even past 180 degrees at this point and it's coming to a close? Someone tell me how the fuck that happened?