Here I come.
I'm tying up all loose-ends in DC today, because this time tomorrow I'll be on the road to IL. Everything's packed, I've got a couple of bags of beef jerky, a cooler full of bottled water & red bull, a bottle of ephedrine, a stack of burned MP3 disks, a full tank 'o' gas, and I'm rarin' to go. 750 Miles - 12 Hours - No Breaks. Hell, yeah.
This also means that L&E goes native. Yup, it's time again for the wonder that is mobilebloggin' - the Jackson Pollock of the blogosphere. It's full of wild energy and barely coherent or discernible, but it's art dammit. Okay, maybe it's not art, but drunken misspelled ramblings from the bar still trump anything that hack Pollock did.
Gimme an "Amen", P-Dawg.
7 comments:
Amen and that reminds me, get the big bottles of water because you never know how much pee you're going to have when you drive without stopping.
Wrap a plastic bag around the whole rig to keep it in place & catch splatter and you'll have a poor man's catheter.
What does the Guided by Voices guy have to do with road trips and splatter-paint?
I've learned that the trip seems to go A LOT faster if you make bathroom stops as needed (as opposed to my old 'refuel and piss every 250 miles' rule).
I'll stop for gas & nature, but nothing else (no lunch breaks, tourist crap, or general lallygagging). I'm making good time, dammit.
Seems to me Pollock did a lot of drunken rambling in bars... It was what he was best at.
Did DC to DeKalb in 11 hours once -- yeah, I was hauling ass. Only stopped for gas and piss once, pulled into town on vapors. It was really stupid, eleven hours felt like twenty and my back was killin me.
Get out and stretch more now.
I'll pick up the lollygagging slack for you. Least I can do. Drive carefully, and mind the speed limit.
Hey, when you stop for gas, do you at least do a quick tourist inspection of the snack items? I mean, sometimes you can find wacky potato chip flavors, like garlic. Mmmmm, garlic.
Useless Information Roundup:
a) I tried to pee into a bottle once. ONCE. I got stuck at the Hillside strangler going into the city, and decided to give it a go. It wasn't pretty.
b) Ed, We're ignoring you from here on out. It's for the best.
c) I've done the 11 hour runs before. Never again.
d) The only thing I'll eat on the road is jerky. It's easy, it's filling, and' it's (relatively) clean. On a previous trip I let The Girl pick out some road food & the Jeep was TRASHED by the time we got home.
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