Mexico w/the Other Project (aka check out www.thewileyone.com)

So I'm sitting in a room full of passed out drunk people & I realize... these are my band mates and affiliates... Ok, I should say friends. I want to sound like a professional... Let me paint the scene: It's Mexico, everyone's drunk and the sole member of Identity Crisis present (me) is awake, alert, and alarmingly sober considering - this will change throughout the weekend... Saturday will be the climax of drunkenness - Here I get the brilliant idea to climb over to the neighbor's porch. Over jagged rocks and slippery walls. Surprisingly, I not only don't fall to my death, but actually get a better view of the moon's reflection off the ocean... at this point of the trip I plan to write at least every night...

*It should be noted that had I been able to, I would have written every night. But I got drunk... really drunk... Hey, I'm a drummer & rapper - don't judge :)

Ok, so I'm on my way home now... I was way too drunk to write during this trip.
(Note: Mexico is bad for my drinking habit.)

But let's do a list:
1 - number of broken drumsticks & of mothers trying to hook me up with her daughter (What's up mother-in-law, ha ha)
2 mornings waking up not knowing where I was, only to realize it was my room a few minutes later
3 days of drinking before 9 a.m.
Several pictures with fans... some sober... most not...
A ridiculous number of shots, beers, and 6 bottles of H2O (gotta stay hydrated, kids!)

So, I'm thinking that being the drummer in The Wiley One and one lyrical half of Identity Crisis might be bad for my liver. But Fan-Fucking-Tastic for my memories... at least the ones I can remember (heh)...

Not a household name yet, but working on it,
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