16 Hours in a van

In Austin, a dude on the street handed us a free "desert rose." In related news, Austin fucking rules.

The show is at Emo's, the best venue in Austin hands down. They have this kickass stool hanging from the ceiling that Johnny Cash sat on in 1994.

Pre-show Sparks imbibements.

Our last night with Fatal Flying Guilloteens. Predictably, they ruled again. Here, Sean rides a dudes head.

>Will (aka Boone) rocks inside a garbage can.

More riding.

Rage.

After the show, Boone and Jeff discover that they both have the same indentation in their chest. Whenever you find another person with this oddity you feel an instant connection stronger than family. Jeff needs to get his hole tatted though.

We start driving right after the Austin show towards California. All through the night. In the desert. Here, the van hits 194,000 miles.

Jordan and Matt drive. Beak, Jeff, and Alison crash.

The road dawgs in action. Keeping each other awake.

Mirages.