While Joplin was being devastated due south of us, we rocked the Flea Market Bar & Grill in Kasey Moe. While Joplin was being shredded due south of us, we ate some of the finest burgers since the last time i was at In-N-Out. Having arrived at the conclusion that my hormones are made of crazy, i was arrested with no impulse to emote before the show, much to both Jay's and my relief...however, i did have strange and troubling dreams while Joplin fell, due south of us. A little girl, incidentally also named Olivia, sitting at the table nearest the stage area was very receptive of my rendition of "Once Upon A Dream" from Sleeping Beauty. And apparently our booker, Mike-of-the-Dashingest-Mustache-in-Kansas-City, missed his calling as a doctor when his handwritten press release warranted a poster reading "Jay Psaros w/ Olivia Brownleg"...If i ever had a stagename...
It's a point of interest that we probably would have been planning to play last night in Joplin had we not been able to book the Flea Market gig.
We're safe and holed up in a hotel in Pittsburg, Kansas right now, staying just out of the range of the weather. We'll be grabbing some grub shortly and planning our next move towards Oklahoma City. Be prayin' for God's gumption for us.
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