If I can get Brandon to WAKE UP, we can go to the Jamba Juice and then hit the road to San Francisco. But noooooooooo, he was up until 7AM, doing what it is that musicians do. Brood, I suppose.
If you haven't already gathered, I'll be in the Bay Area for the better part of three months working on Jukebox Stories: The Case of the Creamy Foam and other sundry artistic things. The best way to kick off my trip is with an Orange Dream Machine with two extra scoops of protein. And you know how much I love protein.
WAKE UP, MOFO!