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Driving out of Kansas city - January 17

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Buy the . . . oh never mind
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A cloud Will liked and HAD to take a picture of.

Jayson's not the only one not in Kansas anymore.

Kansas City Bands

Sorry Excuse
No Class
KICKED IN
Sucked Dry
DARK AGES
Dirty Work
The Bad Ideas
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I'll only agree to this shirt if I can put Uncle Hugh in it while I'm BURNING it.

Weird Tour Buses.

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Chillin' with some tunes

Kevin             Paris                                 Jayson     
                                   THrash      Will                      Kevin
    Paris             Jayson
                                        Will  
                                                            Thrash
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Movies

Kevin did this film when he was twelve. I'm not too sure of the story line here. I think it goes something like: there was an invasion, people ran around screaming, someone gets turned into a potato, love saves the day or maybe it was a stick(?), The aliens leave (maybe - again, not sure), Earth parties. Don't quote me on that though. Anyway, it was good for a laugh.

A better film

DO NOT PUSH

Cooking With WIll

Awesome Veggie Sandwich

Get: Soft bread, avocado , lime juice, garlic, tabasco sauce, humus, tomato,
cucumbers, red bell pepper, lettuce, carrots, alfalfa sprouts.

Do: Cut up the soft bread. Cut the avocado in half, take out the pit and mash the sucker up with a tsp of lime juice, a minced clove of garlic, and a couple sprinkles of tabasco sauce. Spread Avocado mush on on piece of bread. Slice up tomato, cucumber, and red bell pepper and put them on top of the avocado spread. Grate on the carrot. Put on a lettuce leaf or two and add a fist full of alfalfa sprouts. On the other slice of bread spread some humus. Now slap that bread on the top of your vegetables.

Eat: One awesome veggie sandwich. Yum!

I'm starting to think all vegans are nuts.

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A speed bump sign that both Will and Kevin thought was a "caution UFOs" sign. BOTH of them. Sheesh!

Translation

Kevin's been making me watch Anime lately. It’s actually a lot better than I thought it would be. There’s some pretty cool shows out there - robots, half naked girls, fully naked girls – you get the idea. But the best part of the whole thing is the opening and closing songs. They’re in Japanese with English subtitles. Most of the lyrics don't really go together. I mean, I get the drift but the way they word it is so funny. One of the greatest finishes to a song was, "Let’s Wondering!" And they sang it with such optimism. It was great. That song reminded me of Christmas when I was seven. I got one of those little cardboard trees that grow crystals when you put them in water. Uncle Hugh was pissed. He didn’t think I deserved anything after my "bad behavior" all year. But he couldn’t take it away because the pastor had given it to me. The instructions were in badly translated Chinese. The most useful one: "Keep out of windy." Man did that make me laugh. It was the best part of Christmas that year – that badly translated instruction sheet.
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Use condoms - and not just for flying in the park :)

Will

I never got along with anyone at home. Five sisters – all older. A controlling mom. A dad who just shut it out. I was the weird kid. The one who listened to my parents' dusty and scratched LP’s in the basement. I wandered the woods. Didn’t eat meat. Didn’t fit in at school. I was the silent kid, head down, who exploded into fights out of the blue. The one who never got invited to parties. Who never had a girlfriend. I was the angry kid full of hate and hurt and loneliness burning through me like the lit edge of a paper. The day I came home with that bass guitar – mom said I stole it. I didn’t bother to correct her. Instead I looked up some easy bass tunes on the internet – Everlong by the Foo Fighters, Too drunk to Fuck by The Dead Kennedys, London Dungeon by the Misfits and learned I to play, keeping it all to myself under a set of headphones. Then the divorce happened. Mom got everything. Dad had a heart attack. I left. Mom sold my bass the minute I was out of the house. Said she didn’t want stolen goods around. I took my anger out on the street. Met people just as weird as me. Met Christie, a girl with spiky black hair and scars on her wrists. She taught me how to meditate. How to cleanse my body. How to expand into the universe. She had a bass in the corner of her apartment – her ex’s who was in jail. I used it to join a band. Then that all fell apart, Christie, the band, everything, but I kept playing, kept meditating, kept working through it. Refused to get angry anymore. I got another girlfriend and another band. That was my life before Boiled Cat – one misfit adventure after another.

I hate this song, but this cracked me up.

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The REAL fuel for our band.

What the Hell?

What the hell is up with Kevin? He doesn't do drugs. He's never done drugs. He's a freaking musical genius. I guess his genius doesn't extend to daily life. Sometimes, he can be really stupid.
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Kevin

Thrash will keep my secret. He’s good at keeping quiet about things. I know he hates me trying this stuff – but that’s only because he couldn’t handle it. I’m just trying it out. It’s not as big a deal as he thinks.
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Jayson and the lunch of champions.

Ask Boiled Cat

What are your guilty pleasures?

Paris: Chips. Man, I can eat a ton of chips. You know those big family sized bags? I can scarf that in two minutes. Though, I try not to do it too often.
Will: Yeah, you have to keep your girly figure.
Paris: Do you want to die?
Kevin: The shopping channel. it’s crazy. It’s like a car wreck of all things wrong with humans and you can’t look away. There’s also this weird kids' show from the late eighties called Pee-Wee’s Playhouse. It’s so twisted.
Thrash: Yeah, I love that show too.
Jayson: Guitar shopping. It doesn’t matter how many guitars I have, whenever I go into a music store, there’s always a guitar that begs to come home with me.
Thrash: Which is why you owe your soul to music stores across Canada.
Will: And the states.
Paris: And a couple in Europe.
Kevin:
 we better become famous.
Jayson: Yup.
Kevin: Will's into gambling.
Will: What can I say? I like playing cards.
Kevin: For money.
Will: Is there any other reason to play cards?
Jayson: Remember when you almost missed the show in Seattle because you were playing a game of poker out in the parking lot?
Will: Yeah. I was on a winning streak when you guys grabbed me. I didn’t even have a chance to collect. The guys I was playing with took off right after. I never saw a cent from that game.
Jayson: Too bad.
Will: Where’s the love, man?
Kevin: What about you Thrash? What's your Guilty Pleasure?
Jayson: I know. It’s math. You secretly love math.
Thrash: As if.
Will: Naw, it’s Jenna-Lee.
Thrash: I don’t feel guilty about that.
Kevin: Just pleasure.
Thrash: We're friends. ONly Friends.
Kevin: Sure, sure.
Paris: How about Walking at night?
Thrash: I walk because I can’t sleep. Not because it’s pleasurable.
Kevin: Wait! I know. Smokes.
Thrash: Smokes.
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