Dead Weather tour has been really neato. Right now they are upstairs covering Van Morrison, and I (Marissa) am bloggin'. Sweet Pete is here being sassy and Jarrett is chattin' on our dressing room couch (which has a fabulous velor slip cover). Cait is next to me being a grammar nazi.
This is Leif. He is a lighting director.
We are mildly obsessed with their road crew. Stay tuned for finely inked portraits of each member of the Dead Weather crew.
Yesterday we ate a bag (6 ounces) of cheese curds in the van. I fell asleep for three hours after eating a mound of ice cream that was as big as my fist. We were in dairy land. There is somewhere called "Kickapoo" in Wisconsin.
Oh, and we saw this: