There's something about driving 100s of miles every week that makes me wonder how I'm not dead. 3,000 pounds of steel hurdling across the highway, bound by nothing but the driver inside. I'm such a lucky guy.
Tonight we'll be heading to Marion, Indiana. James Dean was born right by there. Consequently, they have a James Dean Festival every year. This James Dean Festival is this weekend. There are car shows, food, music, all that good, old fashioned festival stuff. We're playing at a place called the Marion Hotel, which is pretty much a stone's throw away from the James Dean Festival, so heck, we might stop by.
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