i'm in an internet cafe in vancouver. everything is breaking. pete blew up a rental bass rig yesterday and just bought a "My First Peavey" amp from a pawn shop down the street. the screen on my laptop just refuses to turn on. guitar cases are leaking and the sound guy was almost refused at the border and sent away on the first plane to wichita. all of our bad karma has come home to roost, and quick. which is good. it's out of the way now and from here on out our good deeds will smile on us tenfold. knock on wood. see you down the road.