So,

I’ve been in Warrensburg since Sunday night, and we’ve skated for about 20 minutes.  Fuck rain, fuck wind, and fuck this town.  Fuck Wissman’s tiny apartment and fuck the cold.  But on the real yo, we’ve been watching old footage and taking artsy photos in the bathroom.  Tonight, Josh sings Bob Dylan songs at some bar.  Otherwise, fuck whatcha heard.

Joe