Day 1 of My Tour...

My friend Lauren drove me up to Sacramento in the car that I just sold her. We met one of the girls who will be touring with us, Samantha. She picked me up and drove me to North San Juan where the boys were camping out. We drive in and immediately I see the big bus. Her name is Milly. She's not painted in tie dye thank god. In fact she's actually got a really cool paint job. A scene from one of my favorite Japanese paintings is painted on the side - the one with the wave. I give all the boys huge hugs and then we get right into stripping down my belongings. I felt a little like Marlo Morgan in Mutant Message from Down Under. The part where the tribe takes all of her belongings, including the clothes they had just instructed her to take off, and threw them in the fire. Then they start walking. This is what's happening to me on a much smaller scale. This is my walk about.

We spent the rest of the evening cleaning out and organizing the bus. Then we went straight for the beer and pizza. We walked down to a little joint just a few blocks away. And typical of Jared and I, we drank just about every type of alcohol available. We are the queen and king of mixing.
Our buzz was on and we headed home. We proceeded to have a dance party in the bus.
Brock was the DJ playing hip hop and shaking his ass. It was a perfect initiation for me. At about 1 AM Jared came up with the bright idea to go get one more shot of whiskey from the Brass Rail. So we ran almost all the way there and made it just in time. We had our shot of wild turkey with a beer chaser and headed home to sleep in the stars. Jared laid a blanket on the ground for the three of us to share.
Brock laid down ass in the air next to me and got Mayo excited. Mayo literally humped him and Jared and I lost it. We continued to joke and carry on for awhile before finally falling asleep.

This is so much what I've been wanting! I feel like I have a family. These guys are my family. They are my brothers. It's always been my dream to travel with like minded musicians who I feel close to, who are family to me, and making a difference in the world in some way, shape or form. I even remember having a day dream of traveling cross country in a school bus back in my school days. And now my dreams are coming true, one by one, little by little. YAY!