Hello from Salina. There’s something both comforting and lonely about the smell (lighting, feel, wall art, hum of the A/C, etc) of hotel rooms. I’m usually armed with a bottle of wine or something of the like, my computer, and my portable cutting board so I can get some work done during my down time. I’ve got nine more hotels booked through the end of July.. Some for shows, some for time between shows while I loaf around Colorado. Home always feels so good afterwards, but I love being out here, wherever here is. It’s always a little adventure, regardless. On a rambling note, this brings to mind the Fraggle Rock song lyrics (I don’t know what the song is called): “I’m always here, I’m never there, I’m never ever anywhere, except here, ’cause here is where I am.” …It’s been a really long day…