Happy New Year

We are new years eve bums, I admit. Once again, as the clock struck 10:00pm, we rang in the new year with those 2 hours ahead of us in Venzuela, Chile, some of Antartica, and New Brunswick. We had the excuse of driving 10 hours that day--and Sam only slept the last hour of the drive--but I have a feeling that we have begun a tradition regardless.

Sam was a joy throughout Christmas, really getting into opening gifts, looking at Christmas lights/decorations, and trying to understand that the point of Christmas is the birth of Jesus.

Today I'm starting about 2 weeks in the studio with jars of clay to work on the next record...so good to be with these guys, and a perfect way to start the year. Gotta go play some bass...