Dear Spin (This is a Dear John letter because we're breaking up),

Thank you for letting me swear and talk about goofy shit on your website for the past month or so. This is the last blog I'll be doing since the tour is over tomorrow night (April 4) in Pontiac, Michigan. I promised myself I wouldn't cry (but I always do).

Sometimes when I see an ad for the Price is Right with Drew Carey, I feel like I've slipped into an alternate universe. But then I realize it's the bizarre truth.

Man, even on our days off we still party like we're on Rock of Love with Bret Michaels. Get this, I'm just rockin' it old school on this internet here, and the other guys fell asleep watching the Justice League full-length cartoon motion picture -- PARTY!!!

Okay, so tonight (March 19) the blog will be shorter than usual. The reasons are threefold:

The past week or so has been really busy, not just because of South by Southwest (which I'll get to), but also because our tour has been joined by a crew filming us for the IFC. So now, instead of going to Waffle House and eating 'til it becomes medically urgent that we stop, we go to Waffle House and pretend like we haven't been there twice in two days.

I'll be honest. Trying to figure out what Steven Seagal movie is on the hotel TV right now is taking up too much time for me to think about something to blog about. It's the one that starts with a crazy SWAT Team-like raid on a house where Seagal and John Leguizamo fuck people up whilst wearing 'N Sync headset microphones. And now I'm wasting more time by laughing at Steven Seagal movie taglines on imdb.com. For those of you wondering, the answer is yes -- this is what tour is like.