OK we've been living on this bus for 3 days and frankly things are starting to get ripe. With all the naked "Frodo" feet walking around, and the Jack flowing freely every day starting at 9am, a delousing may be in order. Sure, we take out the garbage every morning while we still have sleep dirt in our eyes. and we make an effort to pick up after ourselves. But let's face it, living on this thing is akin to living on a submarine deep under the sea. There are 4 guys on board and one chick (Sheila-professional intern), and we spend a great deal of time wondering "what that smell is." I'm pretty sure it's just the feet. Matter of fact I just checked, and it's definitely the feet. So for any artists yet to come on board this afternoon - we are keeping the shoes on. Expectations remain high. And we just discovered this thing called Fabreez! Works pretty good!
