Category: Cell phone updates

We  hadn’t gotten but a few miles down the road when we saw something hazy in this distance, like a mirage…a big red dusty mirage which looked more ominous the closer it came. Suddenly we heard Django’s voice  shouting over the loud ass engine, as an enormous antiquated beast pulled up beside us.

“ The bad news is I couldn’t get parts for the DjangoMackmobile…the good news: We got us a new tour bus” … for the moment. So climb aboard, we got us a show to get to and we still gotta get back to the band and move all the gear into this thing”

I didn’t even bother to ask Django how he’d arranged to get his hands on this thing (as junky as it was). He only had about forty bucks on him when he took off, (which he could’ve easily pissed away in seven minutes at the first saloon he stopped in). We got in and prepared to be creaked and jostled across the desert, back to the band. I’d tell you guys to have a cold one ready, but after two days in the desert about the only thing cold are the feet of some of the greenhorns for whom this is their first tour with ‘The Big Mack’.  If they can hang in there, they’ll probably be ‘ lifers’ like most of us, but some folk are not cut out for this sort of adventure. Only time , sand and the beating sun will tell;)

 

Alright, following Django’s trail, we hitched a ride from a ‘local’ and finally found ‘Rhino’, at another saloon in Beatty Nevada.

Rhino told us that he had steered Django to the only shop he could think of that might have parts for our particularly peculiar old tour bus. He cordially pointed us in the right direction, but not before showing us his pride and joy, the ‘ Suicide Chopper’  Django had managed to help him repair.

So now it’s off to find some mysterious auto shop (with no name) run by some guy named ‘Tweaker’ in the middle of nowhere Nevada,  in hopes that Django will still be there!  I am skeptical, but  there is very little time left if we hope to get the bus fixed and get ourselves to the next gig on time. (Of course that didn’t stop us from sharing a drink or two with Rhino, since we were already at the saloon anyway;)