Roaming in Rome

18 hours door to door from my pad to our new kicks here in Rome. 18 hrs sitting next to Sweaty, and if you know who he is...well it was interesting. After two hours on the flight the flight bitches told us that our 4 Jack and Cokes a piece were "too much" and we needed to "take a break" when we were still saying "please bitch."

Of course we did the customary Heiny and dog hog in Amsterdam. Been doing that since 97 with Doug Coger and it's just something that HAS to be done once you touch down in Euroland. Get off plane, go to a keosk, get beer, donut or hotdog and enjoy. Ahhhhh so good too. Heiny doesn't taste like ass here.

Got to Rome and roamed. The place is kinda sick. For instance the fake Romans in plastic suits outside the coliseum with little swords that want you to take pictures with them? Some of the features need some up keep as things look a little haggard, and we'll try to pass that on to the peeps around here but...first I need to get some sleep. 6 hours so far in the last 3 days. This travelling shit's ruff on the rig.