So I'm clearing out old emails tonight and find one that contains this poster...I've been looking all over for this, as I've not seen it in years, and forgot I had a digital copy of it.

This meant more to me this summer after seeing both Living Sacrifice and Spoken at Sonshine Festival, and then running into Spoken again in Bismarck, North Dakota, three days later. They were walking out of Space Aliens as we were walking in. I stopped to visit with them and tell them how weird I thought it was that we'd run into them 300 miles from home just 3 days after seeing them in Willmar, MN. It's a strange, small world sometimes.

Now if I could just find the backstage pass badge I have that had us playing with Children 18:3 back when they were, like, 10, I'd be happy. Perhaps I could convince Kai that his dad was actually kind of cool, once upon a time.