2/16 Tejas

We've been all over Texas now. Pretty fun actually. San Antonio was beautiful and I had an incredible time. Adria and I had a little one on one time. We walked all along the River Walk, ate some great Texas BBQ, and then finished up the night at Howl at the Moon (a dueling piano bar). Great fun! Harlingen, I spent the afternoon at the pool. Yep, life is tough. In Corpus Christi I spent all day at the beach, ate shrimp at Joe's Crab Shack, soaked up the sun. Ahhhh...I can't help but relax in this climate. One more week and Florida, here I come! Yessss! LUCKY!

The fun never end in El Paso

So, after I blogged last night I had more adventures. I was just chillin' (not to be confused with chilling) with Jamie in the lobby and our company manager staggered in the door of the hotel. He could barely stand and was struggling to talk. He was obviously very drunk, but what I noticed right away was a huge welt on the side of his head. Apparently he had just been beaten up as he was leaving a gay bar down the street. I turned into Nurse Barton at that moment and had him sit down while I got help from the front desk. One of the guys was an EMT and helped with an ice pack while Jamie and I took him up to his room. EMT guy, Will, checked him out and said he may have a concussion. He instructed us not to let him sleep, shower, or drink any more except water. So I spent the night caring for the person who is supposed to be in charge of taking care of us. I couldn't really tell if he was out of it because of the alcohol or being bludgeoned. Does anyone see a problem here? At around 2:00 I finally called Thom and had him come down because Will was telling us we should take him to the hospital. I shouldn't have to make a decision like that. It was so frustrating, but I was so worried. There were a lot more details I won't get into. Anyway, he's fine today other than a spitting headache and a bump. But the more I think about last night the more frustrated I get. What if something had happened to one of us and Joe was too drunk to take care of it? I HATE ALCOHOL I'm through with El Paso.

Juarez...I don't think so

El Paso, that's my home for the next two days. Ah, the life of a drifter. Nothing like it. I'm in the hotel lobby, happy to have an internet connection, feeling much better today now that I have purged the inner demons and there is a fabulous live band playing in the hotel bar. We are right on the border of Mexico by Juarez, however I dare not venture. I would probably be kidnapped and forced to become a sex slave for some drug lord...hmmm(inner thoughts)...he would buy me shoes, fancy clothes, lavish me with bath products...wait (back to earth)...what?...no...I mean...nooo, none of that. Seriously, in the last couple of months seven people have gone missing in Juarez when they were just planning to visit for the day and shop, so I'm keeping my distance. I'll venture into El Paso tomorrow. I really want to find some cool hand made jewelry. Meanwhile I'm just kickin' it and really wanting to share this experience. I'm feeling very stong and confident today. So I say to you this, "Have you rocked the free world or kicked a little ass today?" Let's just say I wasn't about to let some transient in El Paso threaten me. I went ballistic on him. Then I ran inside and freaked out for a second. On that note, I'm going to relax in my room, maybe catch a flick and sip on some tasty hot cocoa. Love to all, Rochelle

Life

Today... - sleep - bus ride - cry - read - cry - iPod - watch Big Fish - cry - email - cry - blog Now that I have an ocean I'll build a sailboat and let the wind carry me away. I'm free now.

Close Encounters

I'm in Gillette, WY, not far from Devil's Tower..."do do do do do" (singing, you get the idea) Nobody's been abducted so far. Maybe aliens don't like snow. It snowed four inches during our show tonight. We're leaving quite early in the morning tomorrow to try and get to ND before the Superbowl...hmmm...we probably won't make it. And seeing as though we have a large amount of Eagles fans on the bus the last stretch of the ride may not be pretty. Stacy I'm sure'll just "will" the bus there. E - A - G - L - E - S EAGLES! OK, short and sweet, now I'm off to watch Paris Hilton on Saturday Night Live. ~R

(this post def her husbands fault)

My Heart Hurts But what doesn't kill us makes us stronger.

2/2 Butte...full of buttheads

Here I am in Butte, MT. Not really much to see or talk about here. We went to a Karaoke bar last night and I sort of started a fight between our company manager and some local. I didn't mean to, the kid just kept trying to talk to me and wouldn't go away. So, I went over to Joe and had him try and save me. Apparently this started a little rivalry and the kid started talking shit to Joe. This went on all night and when Deborah was up on stage singing, all hell broke loose. The bar tender had to kick the kid and a couple of other guys out but they waited outside for us to leave. Deborah and I had an entourage of guys walk us back to our room and the dumbass locals followed us (lucky me, their room was right next door). We locked the door and then the kids started knocking and calling, so Joe, Chris and Byron all came back and hell broke loose in the hallway. This went on for an hour or so, back and forth until they all finally left. We'll see what happens tonight. They're still here in the hotel.