Oh, and American Airlines lost my guitar which I check plane side. I'm not sure how they did that, but I got to play the first set of the weekend on a loaner from the church.... gross.
Now I do have to give props to American Airlines' Kansas City crew. They rock. Not only did they find my bag, and deliver it to me by the second set, but when we came in the next day to fly out, they all knew me by name because the supervisor had made such a big deal about getting me the bass ontime that everyone was involved. Also, they hooked us up. You see the C-Bill Band was running a bit late and arrived 20 minutes before we were supposed to leave and they got us threw. Love them.

