The events of the past few days have been many and weird, and I don’t really know where to begin. Boston was an absolute blast — we still can’t believe PJ’s gone, especially when we look around the van and see how much of his stuff is still here. Lewiston and Rochester were the usual knock-down, drag-out, bare-knuckle hoedowns we’ve come to expect, and we met some downright good people in both Erie and Indianapolis. We concluded our work week last night by playing at a hair salon in Milwaukee, then riding a giant electric pepper into the night. Onward to Madison.