We will give a total write-up of the entire concert this week, but we're also going to sprinkle in a few random observations that comes from a life on the road.
1. California believes only midgets need to use urinals I swear to god that the only urinals available in the entire state of California are designed to be used by only Gary Coleman. The apparatus was stationed below my knees, and it made for an awkward process of relieving one's self. I really have no explanation for this.
2. Oakland needs to crack a window The stench emanating from the this otherwise perfectly awesome community nearly killed us as we drove through at 7 in the morning. There's a lot of California that has a foul odor, but Oakland can claim the title of Stink King.
But Oakland is the gift that keeps on giving. A constant running joke was the image of a burnt-out car with "Welcome to Oakland, Motherfuckers!" spray-painted on. This is their ambassador.
"Boom, Bitch."
-- Oakland's official town motto
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