warped tour day one

so we are lucky enough to have a day off at a wonderful home in st. louis. yesterday was the first day of warped tour. i am sunburnt, i slept for over 12 hours last night, and I am sore, but ready to work and make the most of this summer. if you are coming to warped tour, please give us hugs when you see us. our tent is awesome -- sunflowers everywhere, super girly, very representative of our band. =)



sunglasses, sunscreen (from now on), broomsticks, and lots of love,
Dan

sorry, warped tour, truck stops

currently at a rest stop in northern texas (free internet? wow, everything IS better in Texas... or is it bigger?), and I really should be driving right now, as everyone else is asleep and we are making our way out to Kansas City for this crazy thing called Warped Tour. As a result, I don't know how much I will update this thing, and I imagine everyone is really crushed about that (kidding), so to cheer yourselves up, go buy the new Regina Spektor album "Begin to Hope", as it is simply amazing.

note: the iTunes version gives you SEVEN ADDITIONAL SONGS. That's 19 songs for $12.99 -- I sound like a commercial...

with love and (hopefully) patience,
Dan

Dan & Gabe come to realize...

That it is no wonder why people often mistake any two members of Sherwood for a gay couple... Gabe and I are currently at a waffle-cafe-internet place in San Clemente, and I would like to briefly relate the story of how our waiter has got to be completely sure that we are gay. =)

We sit down at our booth and I order us both coffee, both wearing multiple bracelets -- one of Gabe's sporting a floral pattern. The coffee is ordered as an alternative to the orange juice brought to the table and offered, although Gabe assures our waiter that "He does love orange juice, but I think it'll just be coffee today, thanks though!" When it's time to order food, we ask to split a waffle (it would be too many calories otherwise), and "make it a combo". But, we ask, could we substitute that awful sausage for some potatoes? And how about some wheat toast? And then the kicker, "Could we get the butter on the side?", at which point Gabe smiles, grateful that I remembered this preference of his.

The only thing against the argument is that pesky wedding ring on Gabe's finger...