Sunday January 23
Joe's Crab Shack
2805 Plank Rd., Fredericksburg, VA 22401 US
So, we pull into Fredericksburg, Virginia around 2 in the afternoon and check into The Econo Lodge, ( Thanks alot Nickas!)
acillatem and Sabbath take the U-Hauls over to the 'Shack' and begin load-in.
I get off the bus and ask Nickas where the local 'Rub N' Tug is at, and he tells me there ain't one in the entire fuckin' state. Naturally, I then tell him to get on the blower and round me up a few 'Massage Therapists/Escorts'.
He say's, "Way ahead of ya, Hungwell!"
So i take a 20 minute power nap and then hear a knock on my door as I think to myself, 'That Nickas is one Hell of a Manager'!
I open the door and see THIS!
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
After regaining my composure, I figured I'd just go see what the rest of the Band was up to.
First stop CSHB's room.
'Stoner! You in here?'
!COUGH! *HACK*
"Hey Hungwell! Come on in!"
To Hell with this!
I knew that Joey
would be sitting in for VooDoo again tonight 'cause VooDoo Jr. was about to hatch back in Atlanta any minute now.
So that left Ace, Nicko & Monty.
Now Monty already let it be known that he did not want to be disturbed, as he was busy writin' some new jams with these jabroni's
some band called 'Simple Plan', whatever pays the bills i guess.
Now I normally avoid Nicko during downtime, 'cause he's always busy pitchin' me some 'Multi-Level Marketing' bullshit like this:
Swear to God, the second you walk in, the prick throws some fuckin' video in and splits! If it's not this
it's shit like this!
"Level 6 Diamond Executive Leader" my ass!
I think it's just his way of makin' sure no one bothers him.
SO! That just leaves Ace.
I knock on his door...no answer. I peek in to see the usual, he's passed out on the floor and some chicks painted ass is chain smoking ciggs.
Must be 4pm.
Sometimes life on the road can be lonely.
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