Well it had to happen again at some point I'm sure. We had to cancel tonight's show. Colds here and there can be handled gracefully most of the time (unless you count that show at few years ago in Southborough... never mix meds, kids). However, one must admit bandmember(s) regurgitating food out of a moving vehicle is kind of hard to get around.

Still, even as we race back to Mass with the proverbial tail between our legs, three good things have come out of this:

- Just about finished the Carlin book. As one can expect, it's awesome. And twisted.
- Saw a cop yell at a cab driver for being a douchebag. It was beautiful.
- We got to see our friends in Philly last night, which is always worth the trip.

Anyway, many apologies once again New York. We'll make it up to you soon.

Worcester, get ready for puketown tomorrow. Population... You.

Cheers,
Henry