First In Line

Friday, September 12, 2014, 4:05 AM – Indianapolis International Airport

"Pre-check on the left.”

I am on the right. I am not really sure where I am supposed to be standing or what I am waiting for until the TSA man presses a button and the wall in front of me begins to collapse like an accordion, folding in from left to right. I notice that I have somehow found my way to the front of the line. I will be the TSA's first customer today. I feel like the first guy to buy tickets for The Phantom Menace.

Hello, friends! Rob here.

The Revivalists are currently at the end of concourse A in the Indianapolis airport, trying to tune out a sustained, high-pitched beeping noise coming from somewhere behind us. In what must have seemed like a brilliant idea at the time, we booked the absolute first flight out of Indianapolis in order to give ourselves some breathing room on the trip to Fredericton. We checked out of our hotel at 3:30 this morning, after playing a medium-early set at Phases of the Moon Festival in nearby-ish Danville, IL. Tried to sleep from about 11 PM until then. It didn't take.

I'm thinking about doing shorter, more frequent updates for a while, just to try to keep things more current. How current? Check it out: We are sitting in black chairs with armrests and we are all very tired.  Mike is wearing sunglasses, Ed is on the floor, it's still dark outside, we board our flight in about half an hour. BOOM. Literally up to the minute. It might be cold in here. I might just be shivering because I'm underslept.

I'm a little bit worried by how easily the words are coming. Writing right now may have been a terrible misstep and it may have been a stroke of genius.  Only time will tell. Either way, I'm tired, and I think I'm done here. See you soon, Canada!