Last year towards the end of the tour, our truck driver, Scotty D., got a puppy. His name is Bam-Bam.
This was Bam-Bam last year, when his favorite hiding place was on top of the pedals of the truck.

This year he is a lot older and bigger, and has a new attitude: he is the guard dog of the truck. He does a very good job, although he sometimes takes his job a little too seriously, even when friendly people like us go near the truck.

At a recent load out, I saw him sticking his head out the window, so I took a walk down to the cab to say hello. Even with Scotty there talking to me, he wouldn’t stop barking, apparently declaring that this was his truck, and who the hell did I think I was to stand outside of it?
Scotty says that if you pick him up and hold him he’s still very cuddly, but I couldn’t reach up that high to pet him or pick him up, and I was supposed to be working, so I had to settle for taking a picture of him while he barked at me imperiously from his perch.



The big snowstorm has hit the northeast — the forecast to which we said, “Ha! Sucks to be them!” until we realized we were returning to the northeast. Damn!





St. Cloud was the last stop on our grueling first week of touring. Based on the tech specs, we knew the venue was small and the path to load our boxes in would be tricky. After leaving the new, spacious, union house in Appleton, WI, we were expecting disappointment in St. Cloud. What we got was just the opposite.



We have completed our first tour stop since leaving the Guthrie. We performed Romeo and Juliet at Minnesota State University Moorhead — home of the Dragons, which Nick and I thought was so awesome that we each spent $20 on a cool “Dragons” baseball cap, as well as our customary sticker for the road box. 
