Sorry No Pictures, the camera went back to NY

10/31

8:15 AM: Left Bcliff....Spirits High!!! Break on Through

8:55 AM: New Jersey! Spirits Peaking...Morgan Complaining

9:56 AM: Penn...Foggy/"Charming" -Beebe

11:15 AM: Shell/Subway...Drew off hook...Beef jerky

11:30: Morgan peers heroically westward from behind the wheel. Brian eats. Plenty of Pennsylvania left.

1:06: Brian tosses gum wrapper at Drew. Miss. Morgan strips off layer #2. Heat begins to take hold.

1:40: Pulling off at Srtattenville for gas and maxin' and relaxin'

2:30: Back on the road. Eat at huge gas station restaurant "Iron Kettle". Morgan was not happy with the orange juice. Spirits Stable.

3:37: Skunkus takes command of the ship. The travelers realize that all states look exactly the same.Spirits boosted w/ completion of "Show us the Nanners" sign.

6:22: Remembered about log book, decided to make entry, got new pen, old pen MIA. Closing in on Ann Arbor...ETA=1hr...5,473,000=Morgan Pinball...118=Brian Bowling

Insert crazy night summary

DAY 2

10:09: Pancakes left 1001. Never to return.

12:28: Skunkus reliquenshes control after bitter alcohol laced tirade about his misery. Spirits remain cautiously optimistic. Car starting to smell.

3:30: Got gas and NBA cards. MVA starts 2 drive. Impaled lady photo. Weird small town.

8:05: After what could be called a mild "freak out" and pleads to spend the night at the diner Brian takes the helm(for the second time today) inspiring little confidence in his passengers.

10ish Hotel Ben Franklin too shady...Days Inn(?)

DAY 3

10:24: DBeebe takes starting roster spot. Bizzare but congenial host of the suburban inn regaled the company with tales of Mortfergusan and the duck off. Brian angrily gives his toothpaste to Morgan.

1:44: Zombietown USA and abandoned cars. Dead Birds and cheetoes. Creepy place but made it out w/o bites.

2:00ish: Gas and Food at trucker stop.

3:00ish: Military museum/charge comp for Diablo

4:02-4:10: Diablo lasts for 8 min. Level up.

5:30: Preparing to Leave Nebraska and end our journey through middle america. Here it how it looks:

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7:08: Stop at "the outpost" where Brian throws out 12 cents and drives off with the gas spout(?) still attached. The council is in disagreement as to where to place the blame.

2 DAYS LATER

12:48(ADJUSTED FOR DAYLIGHT): Departed house of Dave after 2 nights of crashing. Smelly

Day 1: Bars, Labyrinth(Catacombs?), Burrito, Tequila, handjob debate, pub, Mark Hase, games, Bourbon, return home, grumpus, sloppy, sandwich, Karate move, Yukon Jack, blackout, rape scare, oven relocation, Tom in Car.

Day 2: Fallout from attempted rape, breakfast, Tom's departure, Major League, Park, Boomers, trippin, hike, cave, aimless wandering, staggering downhill, military base, drive home, Troy, relocate at bar, poor directions from hippie chick, home, munchkin, undead gazeebo, Boyz in the hood, sleep

Day 3: Left dave smelling awful. Found Denver and parking spot. Prancing round statues video. Loud football lunch. Tearful goodbye with the Dreuf.


That was the log book (also to be found of facebook) Of the trip I took out to Vail. Since that last entry things have been consiterably less exciting, unless you consider it fun to unpack safeway brand groceries in a pitch black kitchen because the only working lightbulb is out in the hallway. Well, I guess it was kinda fun.

I'm excited about the idea of my big move, yet less excited about the reality of my level of unprepardness due to the indulgent ConnColl lifestyle of the last 4 years. I am SO bad at cooking, oh man am I bad. If anyone has an easy, healthy recipie, please, toss it my way.

Other than all that crap, Vail is certainly a beautiful place, and Plum tv is, as always busy and nutty. We're trying for a 7 day a week 3 hour live show airing at 7 AM, a descision to which probably only Amanda can truly grasp the magnitude of this stupid feat. Actually, I think Amanda has had to work harder than I, so don't listen to me.

OK, now I'm really just putting off going back to my crack den of a house. You all sound like you're doing terrific, which is a wonderfull testiment to our dynamic group of friends. Keep at it, and it's great to know that we have a strong support structure. To infinifty...and beyond!

yeah fuck you I know I can't spell