Lost in Atlanta

so last night, i got completely lost. like completely fucking lost. in the middle of suburban atlanta, no phone, no cash, and no hotel name. haha. man. started out at the venue. after the show. tom and i got so damn drunk we were shooting aerosal cans at lighters and making huge flames. and not stopping there. pulling our pants down and bending over and shooting flames at our asses. burning all the hairs. so drunk. we were so drunk we were escorted from the venue in great fashion and shoved into a cab. this is where tom's memory went on pause. we went to the hotel but then walked way up the street to this late night reataurant. i was so drunk i was eating other peoples food. and once i got my food i was so unhappy with my service that i asked for a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote, "this is what happens when you don't treat your customers friendly" and i slammed the paper into my quesedilla and ran out of the restaurant as drunk as could be. and down the block, due to the server chasing me. i lost the server. and myself. no clue where i was. ended up walking around the city for 3 HOURS. till i found the hotel. haha. couldn't believe it. enclosed is a picture of tom shooting fire out of his mouth (well, i'm behind him a home made torch) oh, and today i threw our guitar techs shoe into a tree.