"I know a drugstore cowgirl so afraid of getting bored
She's always running from something so many things ignored
I try to be not like this, but I thought I'd make a good song
There's nothing to see shows over people just move along"



311 Unity Tour this weekend in Philly! My first time to Philly and I got to fall in love all over again with 311. I forgot how awesome they are live. If you went to CSU in 2001 you would remember the night they came to Moby as probably being one of the most amazing in your life because it definitely was for me. 311 and Hoobastank before the big sell out and the sound change.



87% humidity on the docks with thousands of hot sweaty people jamming out to the sounds of 311. Jumping, singing, throwing punches. I caught my fair share and have the bruises to show for it. You have got to love the edge of the pit. I've never been one to stand in the middle of it, but on the edge is freaking awesome! Watching people be jack holes and purposefully try and hurt themselves is amazing! What is going on in their head? Not a whole lot since they've smoked themselves stupid, but damn can they make me laugh.



Philly was awesome! I was able to see just about everything I wanted to. Independence Park, which includes Independence Hall, Carpenters Hall, Constitution Hall, The Liberty Bell and so much more! Other sights included Edgar Allen Poe's house. For the lack of restoration and general upkeep it held an amazing creepy vibe. He only lived there for a year but during that time he was able to publish "The Raven", "The Black Cat" and "The Tell Tale Heart". All of these are equally creepy; however, the one that truly stands out while on the tour of his house is "The Black Cat". Upon entering the cellar a chill creeps up your spine and a distinctive abnormality in a section of the wall draws your eye, you could swear that it is where the corpse lay hidden to this day. Truly there is nothing there but Poe was able to draw from his surroundings and use his imagination to instill terror in his reader. Moving on from the frights that haunt Poe's house. Sunday we went into the Italian Market. Fabulous section of the city and I swear I stepped back into the alleyways of Rome, vendors selling just about everything from fresh food and prepared food to random bullshit and so much more. Philly truly is a world of it's own and I'm so glad I got to see it… not sure I'll go back anytime soon but definitely a location worth a few jack hole pictures.