So Far So Good

It's 9:30 Mother's Day, the first leg of our Northwest journey, and we're on the road. Actually, we're on the shoulder, limping down the hill toward Mt. Shasta on a blown rear tire. It wouldn't be so bad, but Jed, Jason and I had just gotten our ghetto in-bus movie screen set up, and we hadn't even gotten past the credits of "Superbad" when the tire exploded. We'll be lucky if we make the first radio appearance tomorrow, and my guess is that I'll end up sleeping on a pile of greasy rags. So far so good y'all. - Zach