The wicked West Texas wind nearly blew us of the road a few times. No wonder windmills grow so well out here. The air in New Mexico is thin and dry. So far, we've had nothing but clear blue skies.
A big rocket hangs over the bar at Atomic Cantina
in Albuquerque. Their periodic table
and Rutherford model
inspired logo implies a certain synergy with Spaceship Jazz. Despite the staff staying up all night the day before our show and the New Mexico blue laws discouraging drinking on Sunday, several folks turned out to have their faces melted. --insert witty pun about nuclear reactors and meltdowns here--