Dear Officer Wozniak,
Thank you for making Kim, who has a cough and is losing her voice again, and Jason stand out in the snow for over an hour. Thank you for putting me and Mike in the back of your police car. Thank you for throwing everything inside our van around. Thank you for breaking gifts hand made by fans. Thank you for bending the picture Mike bought for his sister that we told you was sitting on the dash so it wouldn't get bent. Thank you for knocking the e-mail list and inventory sheets all over the floor of the van. Thank you for searching the entire van, only to find a tree leaf on the floor, test it to learn it WASN'T marijuana, and let us go because there was nothing in our van.
Never drive through Wisconsin in a black Mercedes Sprinter with a Rock Band. Lesson learned...
Actual update of the past few days sometime when I DON'T lose over an hour of my life to someone with nothing better to do than stereotype.
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