I'm sittin here writin a song about baby'z mothers who try to sue the daddies for child support.

great. so now we're back home. super. here's a round up of all the things we will miss for the next 4 months (someone fly us back out sooner to change that).



i'll definitely miss massimo. "this song is about fucking boys"



love or perish was so so so so good that night.



i don't know which is better drunk jake or sober jake.



drunk jake is pretty magic.



wha?



that merch table needs a lick.



i'm a fan of when the band moves to the floor.



stef thought i was being racist when i told her his name was "yellow". it's not my fault. now saying "automobile!?" on the subway with an accent every ten seconds, that was a little racist.



we had to take refuge in a supermarket parking lot after carrying our gear across williamsburg.



my case is the narrowest and i was drenched all but for a violin shaped patch in the middle.



stacy got a new dress.



jonny got a new shirt.



googly eye cru was up in.



caracas has the nicest back patio.



and a killer salad.



our first night there, this was outside our hotel room window. there is in fact a butt on this sign.



our last night there we stayed on the 666th floor.



jake loves rap music.



and rhcp.


and here's some choice inside jokes:

"even though daddy is takin care of the baby but the mother's just, you know, scandalous"
-and the variations:
"even though winona's got the money, she just, you know, needs the thrill"
"even though guitars is taking care of the houston, it's just, you know, lame"
"even though jonny's taking care of the bunny, cottontail just, you know, runs away"
...there were tons more...

"AUTOMOBILE!?"

"sips"

"sub nip"

"nips & sips"

"dips"

"hobes"

"rip it!"

...saying anything in the voice of the two twins from superjail...

calling stef "stefanie" (weird)

shanking with imaginary shivs

drive-by farting (this is done with the mouth from a moving car, don't be crass)

jake drinking from the beer trough and yelling "fuck you" at some guys in the worst part of dc.

jake being wasted and "straight babin'" in the back with april and stacey. "babes!!!!!!!!!!!"

"you can't say fuck you to people" "fuck you!"

"i'd like to stephanie see-less of her"

"hey, you're gettin' a phone call, wonder who it could be? oh noooooooo!" (in the voice of bruce from family guy)

"yay! mayor bee! mayor bee!"

"peepeetosin"

"pussytoppin's"

"paging steve albini, the pro tools is on the floor"


good god, there were so many more and i don't want to forget them.

after two shows in one day and way too much driving and walking, we slept in. alot.



i didn't take this picture, but we did eat here. i had the taco burger and it was the best ever.



we ate at jimmy's diner. we sat at that table with the box on it. but it was all packed and straightened up when we went there. i just took this picture from someone else, don't worry.



for dinner we went to the place where this happened.



jake got the reuben.



despite the smirk, jonny liked his reuben, and i liked mine, too.



there was a lot of salami to go around.



we were pretty tired.



but at least we made it to manitoba's. we were so zoned that we watched half of coraline with the captions on.

Bombay Gaylords

a local promoter caught us at fcdc the night before and asked us to play her weekly matinee in silver springs the next day. it makes sense.



guitars with brandon from snallygasters (dc bear punk) and a friend whose name we did not catch.



the myth, the legend, the bombay gaylord.



we then made the 3 hour drive back to new york in 6 hours thanks to holiday traffic.



but it's okay, we had some good music to listen to.



free pizza at the charleston :)



max aka old testament heroes. so fun and looks like paul rudd on top of that. http://www.myspace.com/oldtestamentheroes



handsome for a man.



we can do lo-fi.



yeah right, like jd needs a full kit.

DC Sub Nip and the Firecracker Cracker

hey, here's an amazing sandwich with beets and goat cheese. wake up williamsburg!



glad to see our friends can make it, too.



zippppppppp!



the sun was hells of bright.



oh no, your bmw blew up!



dc's trash is better than houston's treasure.



dear building, you're in our way. we'd like to see more fireworks.



hey, it's the electrocutions, thanks for everything, guys.



jake is a pussy magnet.



this guy's name is john, he was waiting for the john and talking to jon and john david and april. last time we were in dc was in april...not me.

Day 3: The City is Restless

nyc is the for realz best.



um, flower garden plate, um, yes.



there were more bands, but here's cause! co-motion



and blank dogs. totes awesome. but no pic of our new australian friend



at the house party, passive aggressor ruled it.



hey massimo, i love you (or perish).



you didn't think i'd leave you nipless (or did i?)