Id just strapped in when I saw Vlad come up over the dune holding a Nerf football. Hey, where you going in my car? The games not over yet.
I rolled down the passenger window and stuck my head out before I yelled, Minnesota. Be back Monday. Breeze took his cue and sped off, kicking up a cloud of dust in the parking lot before hitting asphalt.
Vlad looked confused, but Im pretty sure I heard him yell. Uh, okay.
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I asked my dad one day what that voice was in the back of my head that told me not to do things. He said it was my conscious, and it will question my every move throughout my life. What a pain in the ass.
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Sir no sir! My friend also taught me the words to the theme song for the Imperial Floral Assault Division, ir! Not for the first time, Bobby reflects on how the people of Japan can make such a fruity sounding name in English into something grave and important in Japanese.
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Ocean Shores - 3:24 PM: B & I leave. Probably commit GTA. Should look into that when we get back.
Snoqualmie Pass 6:30 PM: Semi throws up gravel, which puts a ding in the windshield. V. gonna be mad.
Ellensburg 7:00 PM: Getting a little bored.
Moses Lake 7:45 PM: Lack of landscape starting to be a drain. Very bored.
Ritzville 8:26 PM: Ok, mind starting to go numb. Only source of amusement is staticy Spanish station and overly hostile radiovangilist.
Sprague (I think) b/w 9-9:30: Radio went out, so no longer even have that. Dropped my cell phone behind my seat so cant check time. B. unsympathetic, says I should have brought a wristwatch. Hate him so much.
Somewhere Maybe 10ish?: Soul sucked into a unholy morass which mirrors the desolation and foulness of which the rain shadow effect produces. Would have paid more attention in school if had known the eldritch horrors that awaited on I 90.
Idaho No idea: Lack of sun makes drive better and worse. No bleak wasteland to look at, but nothing else to see either. Driving through mountains though, so should be in Montana soon?
Idaho No clue B. took an off ramp to get gas. Gas station nowhere to be seen. Drove around for maybe an hour. Hate lying signs.
Tarkio Time has no meaning for the dead: Signs say almost to Missoula, but they can lie. Signs also say theres a city called Butte. Haha, Butte.
Missoula- 12:38 AM: Found a motel and some fast food, sacking out for the night. First day of driving over. Feeling pretty good about it really. How bad could Montana and ND be?---------------
-Jon
Being the Mariner hitting coach is like being the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts.
-Poster on USSMariner.com
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Jon
"And that must have caused my dad's brain to break in half, replaced by a purely mechanical engine of revenge!"
I rolled down the passenger window and stuck my head out before I yelled, Minnesota. Be back Monday. Breeze took his cue and sped off, kicking up a cloud of dust in the parking lot before hitting asphalt.
Vlad looked confused, but Im pretty sure I heard him yell. Uh, okay.
***
I asked my dad one day what that voice was in the back of my head that told me not to do things. He said it was my conscious, and it will question my every move throughout my life. What a pain in the ass.
***
Sir no sir! My friend also taught me the words to the theme song for the Imperial Floral Assault Division, ir! Not for the first time, Bobby reflects on how the people of Japan can make such a fruity sounding name in English into something grave and important in Japanese.
***
Ocean Shores - 3:24 PM: B & I leave. Probably commit GTA. Should look into that when we get back.
Snoqualmie Pass 6:30 PM: Semi throws up gravel, which puts a ding in the windshield. V. gonna be mad.
Ellensburg 7:00 PM: Getting a little bored.
Moses Lake 7:45 PM: Lack of landscape starting to be a drain. Very bored.
Ritzville 8:26 PM: Ok, mind starting to go numb. Only source of amusement is staticy Spanish station and overly hostile radiovangilist.
Sprague (I think) b/w 9-9:30: Radio went out, so no longer even have that. Dropped my cell phone behind my seat so cant check time. B. unsympathetic, says I should have brought a wristwatch. Hate him so much.
Somewhere Maybe 10ish?: Soul sucked into a unholy morass which mirrors the desolation and foulness of which the rain shadow effect produces. Would have paid more attention in school if had known the eldritch horrors that awaited on I 90.
Idaho No idea: Lack of sun makes drive better and worse. No bleak wasteland to look at, but nothing else to see either. Driving through mountains though, so should be in Montana soon?
Idaho No clue B. took an off ramp to get gas. Gas station nowhere to be seen. Drove around for maybe an hour. Hate lying signs.
Tarkio Time has no meaning for the dead: Signs say almost to Missoula, but they can lie. Signs also say theres a city called Butte. Haha, Butte.
Missoula- 12:38 AM: Found a motel and some fast food, sacking out for the night. First day of driving over. Feeling pretty good about it really. How bad could Montana and ND be?---------------
-Jon
Being the Mariner hitting coach is like being the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts.
-Poster on USSMariner.com
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Jon
"And that must have caused my dad's brain to break in half, replaced by a purely mechanical engine of revenge!"