Well, we haven’t updated We Burning in a while. That’s mostly because we haven’t gone on a trip in a while.

Anywho, we begin again on another journey out west. 12 Days. 2,663 miles. Updates will be a-coming!

Let’s shake some dust!

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February 7th, 2008

First off, i would like to apologize for these posts beforehand, they are being typed up on my simple cell phone. Chances are i wont be able to do line breaks, so expect big paragraphs, yay! Anyway, hello from on the road! As you can tell by the time stamp of this post, well, its late. We are currently on our way to cpac (www.cpac.org) to attempt to blend in with the most conservatives of the conservatives. Why, you ask? To see if we can blend in. To see what they really say behind closed doors. Hopefully we’ll be able to keep up our cover as conservative leaders on our college campus until then. So yah! As a heads up, we are arriving late because our windshield wipers broke in the middle of a rainstorm. So we had to pullover and fix it. Two pairs of gloves later, we were on our way again. Then, well, we saw a flipped over car and got out to see if they were ok. One cop car later, we were again on our way. And now, we are finally pulling into leors family’s house. Night all! Check back on the hour for updates from inside the convention…

After leaving Louisville this morning, (which I have nothing much to say about, except for the fact that it is a soulless city with very little character and structure…not as bad as New Orleans, but nowhere near as good as Nashville…and nothing really transpired there barring some semi-botched curry, a shitty hippy band, and a great used book store), we arrived in Petersburg, Kentucky, home of the Creation Museum. Now, for those of you who aren’t familiar with Creationism, it is essentially the belief in history according to the bible. They do not believe in the Darwin’s theory of evolution and the earth is only 50, 000 years old or something. They also believe that the Loch Ness Monster is the last remaining dinosaur, or as the bible refers to it, the Leviathan. Anyway, this trip somehow was formed around the desire to see this museum, so i guess, in a way, this is was to be the penultimate chapter of this trip.Now, take all the knowledge and science you have acquired and understood in yr life, put it all in a basket, and set the basket on fire, because any sense of rationality or intelligence is useless when you go on a tour of the Creation Museum! Too go my tour, clck here. (This is the second time I’ve tried to write this. The first time i was almost done and the computer froze and deleted it all. I got real pissed and sat all stoic for a while. So if this sucks it’s because I spent all my energy the first go around. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »

Family Circus Would Be Proud

December 29th, 2007

Where the love-wagon has gone so far.

2,281 mi.


Favorite Five Pictures So Far…

December 29th, 2007

(That last one is our “yay, waiting in line for free hot chocolate/peanut-butter sandwiches!” pose..)

High-Class Living…

December 29th, 2007

So, we needed to find a place to stay in New Orleans and decided to Priceline it. Basically, you offer a certain class of hotel in a certain area a given amount of money for a night. We decided to have some fun with it and offer $52 for a four star hotel in the French Quarter.

To our surprise, we got it. Thats about $17 a night per person. The resulting hotel we stayed at for two came complete with a roof pool and spa. Nice bath-robes, and most importantly, 11pm snack time which consisted of hot choolate and free peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches on, as they pointed out, assorted breads. Just rolling in, the first thing that crossed my mind was “Wow, this hotel was not meant to house people such as us…”

Here, pics just speak louder than words…just click below.

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Shea Steele is the fucking shit.

December 29th, 2007


We would like to thank Dr. Shea Steele (above, second from the left…and yes…i know i look fucking retarded in this picture) for being a kick ass host and really pulling through for us, and putting the rest of the cities we’ve visited to shame. While New Orleans was like swimming through a sea of drooling lunatics, flailing their arms through the thick haze of drunkenness like flagellum through plasma, and Atlanta was a trip to Grandpa Jared’s house where it was full of babies and fried chicken, Nashville managed to get us drunk and leave us in a dumpster with two less kidneys (in a good way.) It seems like everybody in Nashville is either in a band, or way to cool to even bother with being in a band, and the bars are comfortably divey and not segregated (socially) too much. I got to dance with a overweight 65 year old woman at a honky tonk bar and down can after two-dollar can of PBR while listening to stories of prison, ending up at a 24-hour greasy spoon which had us stumbling into LOCAL HONEY, Shea’s vintage clothing store, around 6 in the morning to crash. She even closed the store the next day to eat lunch with us and allowed us to scare away potential customers. AND she let me shower, which is a huge deal, because i hadn’t showered in a while. All in all, thank you Shea for everything, and you totally affected my view of Nashville in the best way, as it has climbed the charts of potential places that would not induce suicidal tendencies in me if i lived there. So, like, way to go.

We’d also like to thank Matt from The Pink Spiders, for kicking our asses at pool (i mean, the guy busted out a pool cue he had brought from home that looked like a fucking unicorn horn…how were we supposed to compete with that?) and Willie (who has cavorted with the likes of Yoko Ono and Wolf Eyes, and his own defunct band, The Parlour Boys) for telling us stories about being on the road with The Bravery, giving us more of a reason to hate them, and kicking ass at my favorite game of all time: Brackets. (I mean, he did convince everyone at the table that the band RUSH could win over euthanasia.)

Thanks Nashville, I’ll call you, baby.

New Orleans Neighborhoods

December 29th, 2007

So on Christmas Day we woke up and after a random walk to find the only open convenience store we could find, we jumped in the car and drove down to Algiers.

Now Algiers was one of the hardest hit areas of New Orleans by Hurricane Katrina. While the rest of Downtown New Orleans (including the French Quarter) did show signs of Katrina’s wrath, Algiers is quite below sea level and therefore relies on multiple levees and a system of pumps. These obviously failed.

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Goodnight from Nashville…

December 27th, 2007

5am, from a random thrift store at where we’re passing out on a couch, goodnight all.



December 26th, 2007

So last you heard we were dying in traffic or something. Since then we’ve kissed some babies, kicked around Atlanta a bit, driven through bumblefuck Alabama, and tore through the bayou, or around it, whatever highways do. And now we just left New Orleans, which frankly, i found a bit of a let down. I mean, it had this Vegas: get so fucked up and drool like some idiot baby vibe, which i guess has never been my bag. The mentality seems to be “how can i make an even bigger ass out of myself than i do every day?” Which leads to the retarded cavorting of thirty five-year-olds leapfrogging down bourbon street. But all in all New Orleans, architecturally is a beautiful place. And we got to see some awesome ragtime stomp that sounded pumped out of a time machine. But you know what was a huge let down? Nobody spoke like Remy LeBeau. For those of you who don’t know that is…here’s a picture:

Anyway. I could turn that into a whole rant but my heart isn’t in it. We’re on route to Nashville right now, not sure what the fuck we’re gonna do there…but probably a whole lot more than the last two nights (tip: cities kinda blow on Xmas eve and Xmas day). Fuck this. i have nothing to say.