Day one Hollywood (re-worded from title)
Woke up this morning after falling asleep probably 5 am EST. It was a long day yesterday but after traveling for so long that by the time going to bed would be appropriate I had achieved 9th wind. So I started hitting a bottle of Makers Mark and watching netflix instant que. The flight was good. I watched the Superbowl which was a pretty good game. I feel like I have to mention the only problem is that the dude next to me was farting with reckless abandon. Like as if we’ve been married for 12 years and not only was it ok to fart in front of me but it was kinda funny to him. Not cool. I felt like I was getting direct inject wiffs of his long intestine. Fucking gross.
Anyways, the guy from the rental car company is on the way to pick me up from Santa Monica. I then plan on doing my starbucks routine whose path would not alter no matter where I was on this world which seems, if nothing else, extremely accommodating to starbucks addicts.
This trip around, I am armed with more tracks from our new record that I cannot wait for people to hear. Mainly you, the Brew fan that takes the time to read these things. As you probably have noticed from our facebook / tweets we have been in the studio for twice the amount of time it takes a baby to manifest in the womb. So I think that means that The Brew is about to bare a 7 headed dragon that might win in a fight vs. man bear pig.
Dude is almost here with my car. talk soon. omg. ttly. xoxo. fml. jk!
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