Today my station has moved from Stage Left to Stage Right. Tonight I bond with the light crew. The light guys are the stage equivalent of Delta House. They work hard, they play hard. My sides hurt already from laughing. They seem utterly obsessed with Borat and fitting his voice and accent into most sentences. Brian Farmer (Warren's guitar tech you might remember) enjoys the company of these guys too and loves to interject with his Cartman impressions. 
Though, to be honest, it's less Cartman and more Anne Ramsey in her Academy Award nominated performance in Throw Momma From the Train. Tonight I am also blessed with a new opening band: Robert Randolph & the Family Band. I'm very excited to see this spectacle again.
This morning during my hitched ride on the crew busses (which are extremely, extremely nice by the way) I learned something odd. It seems that 60 year-old Allman Brothers drummer Butch Trucks is hopelessly obsessed with the World of Warcraft. Two years ago, he had no email address, no computer, and no clue. 
Last night his computer crashed at midnight and he made an emergency call the production manager needing a computer tech to get him up and running again by this afternoon so he can continue his quest through the magical land of Warcraft. Mr. Trucks has a fever. Apparently the only prescription is to level up. I wonder if he takes offense to the charmingly satirical South Park episode addressing WoW as it's called by players.Moving on, it is currently 83 just north of Detroit. In New Orleans, the heat index is hovering somewhere around 103. Suckers.
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