Us and The End played Milwaukee last night and some local kids were cool enough to put us up. We went back to their place and there was a bit of a party going on which was dope. I stayed up until 3AM but burnt out so I crashed out on the floor in another room. Not sure what totally happened but I guess at some point after 3AM some sketchy motherfuckers showed up- like crackhead types. Unsure why they didn’t get booted but they didn’t. So, we wake up this morning and we’re loading all our bags into our vans and it turns out that Tunny’s bag is straight up gone. We turn the house upside down and it just isn’t there. Everyone convenes and someone’s like, “I bet one of those crackheads stole the bag.” Unfortunately, Tunny’s bag was the worse one to steal because it had all his epilepsy meds in it. So, we’re outside and everyone decided to split into teams of two to go scour the neighborhood to find the crackheads. We were about to leave and Tunny’s epilepsy kicked in and he took a nasty spill into the pavement. It was actually really scary to see him have a seizure and for us to be powerless without his meds. Luckily, Billy stepped up to the plate and took Tunny inside and he ‘came to’ as Billy washed all his cuts which are pretty gnarly. Needless to say, this had the affect of firing everyone up and making them vengeful. Honestly, I’ve never seen Scorpion or Hercules that pissed before. Turns out that on their walk they found one of they sketchy guys from the party. I still don’t know the full story but that guy somehow took them to someone that knew where the bag was. Surprisingly, the bag was retrieved. The meds were in there but some cash and all of Tunny’s ID was gone. I’m glad we got his meds back but now we gotta deal with the fucking nightmare of getting his ID replaced when we’re in America (because we can’t cross back into Canada with him having no ID). Touring is just like this constant battle against adversity. But if everyone sticks together, you can weather it.”- Page 3 of Journal #7 (July 17th, 2002 - April 27th, 2003)

Us and The End played Milwaukee last night and some local kids were cool enough to put us up. We went back to their place and there was a bit of a party going on which was dope. I stayed up until 3AM but burnt out so I crashed out on the floor in another room. Not sure what totally happened but I guess at some point after 3AM some sketchy motherfuckers showed up- like crackhead types. Unsure why they didn’t get booted but they didn’t. So, we wake up this morning and we’re loading all our bags into our vans and it turns out that Tunny’s bag is straight up gone. We turn the house upside down and it just isn’t there. Everyone convenes and someone’s like, “I bet one of those crackheads stole the bag.” Unfortunately, Tunny’s bag was the worse one to steal because it had all his epilepsy meds in it. So, we’re outside and everyone decided to split into teams of two to go scour the neighborhood to find the crackheads. We were about to leave and Tunny’s epilepsy kicked in and he took a nasty spill into the pavement. It was actually really scary to see him have a seizure and for us to be powerless without his meds. Luckily, Billy stepped up to the plate and took Tunny inside and he ‘came to’ as Billy washed all his cuts which are pretty gnarly. Needless to say, this had the affect of firing everyone up and making them vengeful. Honestly, I’ve never seen Scorpion or Hercules that pissed before. Turns out that on their walk they found one of they sketchy guys from the party. I still don’t know the full story but that guy somehow took them to someone that knew where the bag was. Surprisingly, the bag was retrieved. The meds were in there but some cash and all of Tunny’s ID was gone. I’m glad we got his meds back but now we gotta deal with the fucking nightmare of getting his ID replaced when we’re in America (because we can’t cross back into Canada with him having no ID). Touring is just like this constant battle against adversity. But if everyone sticks together, you can weather it.”

- Page 3 of Journal #7 (July 17th, 2002 - April 27th, 2003)