I am now a temporary citizen on Canada. Im not just saying that cause I’m visiting. I had to pay 200 dollars to become one.

Here’s the story….

So we are crossing the Canadian border right. Everyone has their passports in order, and everything is going smoothly when the officer that was assigned to our bus calls out ” Will Harrell, will you please come into the office. We need to talk to you.”

Oh Shit….out of everyone on the bus, I get called in.

In 2003 I got a speeding ticket in Alabama. I forgot about that ticket, didn’t pay it, and got a failure to appear in court. I paid all my fines, got my licenses renewed and everything was honky dorey.  However, when they pull me into the border center they tell me that I am inadmissible to the country because I have a failure to appear on my record.

” Well what can I do?” I ask ” I have to go with the show.”

They tell me that I need to call Alabama and have them fax a document stating that all of this has been resolved. I would have done that except for the fact that Monday was Columbus day, a state holiday. Nobody was at work.

So what the fuck do I do?  The border guy just sort of shrugs and I really start to get scared. ” Well, there has to be something we can do.”

Then he says that I can become a temporary Canadian citizen for the duration of our travels between there and the states. ” How much does that cost?”     200 dollars, that’s how much.  They won’t take me because I failed to appear in court for a speeding ticket but they’ll take my money, no more questions asked. Needless to say, I paid up and became a temporary hosier. A greasy cheeseburger packing motherfucker.

St. John was beautiful.

New joke for Chef Jeff:   What do you call 2 Mexicans playing basketball?  Juan on Juan!

Will

The Nat. tour of Spam has been jumping all over Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and Maine this past week. We’ve been playing in small venues which has caused us to cut most of our set and drops and lights. So, we’ve been doing Spam-lite, now with fewer calories.

All that I can handle. I even like the challenge of spacing changes and re blocking for a difficult venue. What I can’t take is getting hurt and sick.

About a week ago, Chad came to visit me in Bethlehem, PA. We had a great ( if short) time together. But, that morning I woke up with a pain in my upper back, shoulder, and arm. Over the next few days the pain increased until I was unable to sleep at night. On top of that, I started to get sick. I went to a Nurse Practitioner in N.H. and she told me I had Bronchitis . Great. So the past few days have been peachy keen. But, She gave me a Zpac which brought my energy back immediately and I started using Ice on my back and arm instead of heat ( which only made the pain worse ) and that is slowly getting better. As I start to recover, the rest of the cast starts to cough, and sniff. Great.

I love what I do and this tour is gonna be great, I know. But right now all I want is Chad, Glaydburger, and the apartment in philly.

The rain continues everywhere.

Soon to bring you a more cheerful post,

Will