Today, Drew and our guru Jon and I made the trip to Topeka to check out a sweet 15-passenger van with purple finish. Apparently, it hadn't moved from the back alley it sat in for 2 years. We  cleared out some of the cobwebs and jumped the battery, and she started right up, so we drove her around the block. If the stars align accordingly, we may be spending many of our future hours in that big purple shuttle.

Right now I'm really hungry and I'm watching Dateline NBC and it's pretty much drama news hour.

We did a lot of bumping and grinding last night at the Replay. We also met this mystical punk diva shaman drifter-type dude. His hair was mesmerizing, as was his caterwauling performance. He leapt from table to table on the Replay patio and swung from the rafters. I can't remember his name for sure, but he's the leader of some cult called SSION. Apparently, this is what he looks like when not in disguise: