I wasn’t able to fall asleep until I put on all my clothes (shoes and jacket included), opened the windows to let the sunlight in, and lay on top of all the covers and sheets. And even then it was only for an hour.

Andy felt nothing.

10 days after the tour started it came to a sudden, unexpected, awkward, and sad end. Thrice had to cancel the remainder of the shows due to a pretty dire situation with Dustin’s dad and had to fly home back to California. No Dustin, no Thrice. No Thrice, no tour.

Here is everyone huddled between the two buses grabbing some free merch and heartfelt goodbyes.

Late night bowling at Pin-up Bowl

Late night bowling at Pin-Up Bowl.

Little Richard’s face is terrifying! Is he even still alive?

The crew bus just got an upgrade this afternoon. So much nicer than the old one.

I asked him what his mother thought of this shirt.

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If you find yourself in St. Louis go to Delmar St. This place is right off said road and it has some of the best coffee I’ve ever had.

I custom ordered a sandwich called The Melville at this café called Meshuggah to be a like The Gleaner. Traded the bread for a bagel, added red onions, artichoke hearts. I forgot to tell them not to toast it. Of course it didn’t stand up. It was still a fun experiment.

Sick as a dog at the Moonrise Hotel.