Day One: Didn't Get Murdered
I write to report on a first successful day, and to publish a few questions that were debated throughout the day:
The day concluded with a night (as days tend to do) at the home of Jesse, where we successfully avoided being axe-murdered, despite staying with a complete stranger we found on the dubious social network "couchsurfing.com". Jesse works taking pictures at nightclubs, plays several musical instruments, has a girlfriend who likes to travel, has never been west of Chicago, and is on a spiritual quest. Swell dude.
As for tonight... Objective: Sleep in Omaha. Prescription: More driving, More couch surfing (this time with a bevy of blonde college girls and their seven cats). Prognosis: Wild, wild success.
- Is Lake Erie properly categorized as a lake? Ought it be re-classified as the fifth ocean?
- Tollbooth operator: cushy government gig, or among the worst jobs in America?
- If he's winning all the battles (and he is), why is Barack only barely winning the war?
- Why do halls of fame (Basketball, Boxing, Rock 'n' Roll...) seem to congregate around Interstate 80?
The day concluded with a night (as days tend to do) at the home of Jesse, where we successfully avoided being axe-murdered, despite staying with a complete stranger we found on the dubious social network "couchsurfing.com". Jesse works taking pictures at nightclubs, plays several musical instruments, has a girlfriend who likes to travel, has never been west of Chicago, and is on a spiritual quest. Swell dude.
As for tonight... Objective: Sleep in Omaha. Prescription: More driving, More couch surfing (this time with a bevy of blonde college girls and their seven cats). Prognosis: Wild, wild success.
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