Mush. Had some terrible family

April 13, 2002

Mush. Had some terrible family news last night after the show in Wallingford CT. Whenever something like this happens your brain tries to instantly realign itself. This electrical process triggers all kinds of strange words to come out of your mouth and salt water pours from your eyes. I was fortunate to be among such a strong group of comrades. In all the excitement of the tour had not reflected on the fact that after this whirlwind winds down our friendships will be there. That’s the underlying constant. If there are arguments, hiccups or distractions...that’s all they are. Mush...but the truth. These guys are so good at snapping into action and supporting anyone in their camp when the chips are down.
Had a bit of time in Hartford. I’d always driven through on #84...the turnpike ...but never stayed. Bruce & I had a sunny run through its parks, government buildings and sketchy outlands. I made the connection now that I’ve slept, bought a book, had a family crisis, eaten, and run there. I will remember.
Did you know we have Star Trek doors on the bus? You know those doors that make that sound and slide open and closed? Yes. They really do exist. You push the little LED “open & close” button and ...whoosh. They’re hydraulic and they seal out the noise coming from the front & back lounges. That noise they make in the TV show is pretty close to the noise that the hydraulic cylinders make when they move the doors. Unfortunately my head is close to the door when I’m sleeping so the novelty is starting to wear thin. Still...I’m fascinated by technology imitating television. I want a shoe phone.

Bruce: Whomever said ‘talk is cheap’ never saw the price of houses in the downtown Hartford area - you can get a duplex and a pair of tube socks for six dollars. Sweet show and fans, the youth of Wallingford, smiling braces, have driven to see us - I’m on a bus full of hangovers. Soon the laughter will turn to the need for the golden arches -- which come every three hundred yards and are the thing that REALLY holds together this great land.

Craig again: Mark & Scott are watching Polanski’s “Fearless Vampire Killers” as I type. Its crazy. The laws of hibernation are being described by the professor. “How is it possible to avoid an obstacle while flying and being simultaneously asleep?”. Its a stretch but the movie’s logical plane is crossing over into the realities of road head. Can 1968, avant garde, comedic science make sense to me? I must avoid obstacles while simultaneously asleep. Zen and the art of self preservation.
The scream of horses, the slam of a cutlery drawer, the low hum of a generator, a quarter sized circle of drool on the pillow.

notes to the readership: Don’t forget to e-mail me after the shows to let me know what you thought. Introduce yourselves. I’m on my own with this CD so I need to meet you people in the ether of the net. If you look behind the guys in the Kids in the Hall signing autographs outside the bus you will see me lurking. Its going to take one of you calling out my name for me to come over and talk. I feel a fool trying to wade through their notoriety to enforce my own but I do truly want to meet you folks.