We arrived safely yesterday afternoon to London.
There was a bit of shaking of the plane on the way over.
But such is the life of the average airplane.
The real story doesn't lie with the airplane,
the ride over, or the beautiful scenery upon our arrival.
No the real story doesn't lie with any of that.
The TRUE story lies with my manager Shannon,
or rather the way he doesn't LIE STILL at all.
Upon inspection of our London hotel room,
we realized that there was only sleeping accommodations for two.
And that is a problem seeing as how there is THREE of us.
This was no new scenario for Evan and I, we have dealt with much
unkinder accommodations in the past, so we did what any normal
people would do and we pushed the two twin beds together for a
comfy night sleep in London town.
Seeing as how none of us got much sleep on the plane trip over,
we were in bed by 10:00 PM or so (London time).
The bed wasn't massive by any stretch of the imagination,
but it wasn't TERRIBLE either.
I felt like living.
about 15 minutes into out slumber there were large tremors
attacking our bed. Almost shaking me off of edge.
This happened every 5-10 minutes throughout the night due
to SHANNON'S inability to lie still.
It seems that his body has some sort of problem with involuntary
seizuring throughout the REM cycle. I was blown away.
I suppose it wasn't JUST that that contributed to the terrible night of
About 4am SHANNON begins to do this tremolo snoring.
Snoring sounds that noone (i truly believe) has ever heard before.
This had to have been the first time this noise had ever been made by a human.
It was like a convulsing monkey yelp.
I was so close to attempted murder it frightened me.
Please bless that something happens to him today.
joking (sort of)
I can't talk about this anymore it's giving me anxiety.
Shannon the tremor king,
what a sorry state that man is in right now.
here is to LONDON TOWN.