Nothing groundbreaking has occurred since last I’ve written, but as I’ve been wont to chronicle the happenings of our group, I don’t like to go long without doing so. Our trifles don’t merit too many words, so I won’t give them, but we made another trip to Ames and so a recapitulation seems in order. I’ve been reading a lot of Sherlock Holmes recently. May be of interest.

The most noteworthy part of this latest trip to Headliners was that nothing, really, happened. Nobody not in the band got onstage. Nobody went diving into the crowd. The ISU band didn’t make an appearance. Nobody in our band got soaked with beer. No disagreements turned violent.

That said, there was something special about the night, as there always is in Ames. I used to attribute my fondness for playing there for the things I just mentioned. After 2/5/10, that theory no longer works. I’ll continue to try to understand what it is about that city (and Headliners) that sets it apart. Until I do, I’ll just look forward to the next time we make it out there. The weirdest part is I’m a Hawks fan.

Due to poor show scheduling, we left Ames, IA to head for Indianapolis, IN. In case geography isn’t your thing, those cities are not close. Not only is it a huge drive, we lose an hour crossing time zones. So we were in the van from 10:30 AM until 8:30 PM. Thankfully, we shook it off and had a blast in Indy at the Carey Tavern. It was a chill blast: everybody there is totally laid-back, which is a stark contrast to the people of Ames, who just want to party. I’m cool with both.

You may remember a blog from a few months ago about the Snorgy. That was from the last time we were at Headliners. Learning from that whole ordeal, Justin and I decided that we cannot sleep in the same room as Mike and Sev and expect to function the next day. So, we officially snorantined them.

I promise I won’t mention snoring again. See you soon…