It was an easy drive to Moscow (Idaho not Russia). A foggy morning through the Cascade Mountains spent cruising in neutral down the hills. We are staying at our usual dive, the super 8 but got some very unusual attention from the staff. Somehow they got the impression that we are a Christian band and stopped by our room inquiring about the band. This was slightly disconcerting because I only told them two of us would be staying in the room to dodge some fees but when they stopped by there were most definitely more than two road weary grumpy grown men to greet them. They didn't seem to notice however.
Hanging down at Johns Alley now. Lou just took the stage for his first opening set of this run.