The CapitolHillbillies are getting old. R-Dub is now officially part of the 20+10 club and is an old bastard like the rest of us. We can't take him out, get him good and hammered, and send him home with a homeless guy this year, as he is over in the desert gettin his ass shot at. So Happy Birthday Old Pal, we miss yah at the HillBilly Haven. I'll be sure to head down to the watering hole sometime soon have a pint, and play some DBT for yah.

Fellow Hillbillies, something you should definately check out as the tour will be travelling around a bit. The US Air Guitar Championships! This was a fun show at the 9:30 club in DC. Local folks competing for a chance to go to the world finals in Finland. The show was fun, and was more fun the more we drank. The guy who ended up winning the whole thing, for the DC region was 75 years old, wearing a denim vest with his budha on display, and played his axe windmill style like he had been playing guitar for The Who for years. Awesome. Guest judges were on hand from Army of Me (a local act), and The Darkness. Definately check it out if you get a chance. http://www.usairguitar.com

"Now the Next Time I Have to Live in a Van"

R-Dub was talking about setting up camp in the middle of Lincoln Park with his dad's van when he gets back into town, instead of paying for an expensive place to live like normal city folk do. How long do you all think it would take capitol police to kick us out of the park with a big ass green van, and a bunch of these tents circled around it? We could keep the camp fire low, and the banjo picking to before midnight. I think that the neighbors would be cool with it, as long as we only use the bush shower at night, and don't shoot any ones dog.

This thing makes the deer my brother got this year look like a small dog. If I saw this thing in the woods, walking around, and by myself, I would swear I had just stepped through a portal to another dimension. Or that maybe my morning coffee had a little more than Caffeine in it. I would most likely run, very fast, any direction that was away from it, even if I had a gun.
Of course most hillbillies would want to kill it and hang it on the wall. I interested in what kind of a BBQ sandwich I could whip up with a slice of that bad boy. MMMMMMmmmmmm MMMM.