I'm leaving at 6:30AM...or 3PM- Day 2

3/10/07

Going away party ..3.

It happened by mistake..I went for a minute to see my IT(Irish Times) crew for the last time and Jewels called and said she and Scott and Pals were coming. So great! They came..they left, I didn't. I managed to get home at a decent time but it still impeded my progress the next morning. I did however get this picture of some guy's NHL tattoo...


3/11/07

2:49PM
OOOOOOn the road. Of course, the first 2 hours were just getting out of LA. I really was listening to Poison's Greatest Hits..SO LA! Singing my face off and headed to Flagstaff rather than Albuquerque due to my late ass start.
ME AND MR. FLAPJACKS WERE OFF! I don't know why my Mr. Flapjacks movie won't work BUT Mr. Flapacks is a butterfly drawn for me by Machinsky. He's not just a picture he was also my travel companion.
Made my first stop at Newberry Springs..where I TOTALLY had plenty of gas. A little while later I was deep into desert hoping to get to get to Needles, the next town with fucking gas! I made it on the last line of the gas gauge and was lucky enough to find gas at a healthy price of $3.50/gallon.

This is where I began my steady diet of Taco Bell, cigarettes, Immodium AD and Starbuck's Mocha Bottled Frappacinos.

I had also been talking into a tape recorder since the beginning of the trip to document my thoughts and shit. I eventually realized it wasn't recording..just like the let down of no WMD's.

The ride got boring quickly until I happened upon this street at exit 44 in AZ. It momentarily amused me then it was straight back to amusing myself.


I kept plowing on listening to David Allen Coe, Dwight Yoakham and the like. Eventually I was nearing Flagstaff which meant "elk crossing" for miles. That's when shit started to go downhill.

I had been up at 6am and doing the type of labor the mayans did to build temples then loaded my car and off. My eyes were playing tricks on me, I kept slamming on my brakes for no reason..I mean, everyone knows there aren't any dinosaurs along the 40E outside of Flagstaff.

10:30PM
Finally I arrived. I stopped at the Days Inn pained and needing to unload the shit out of my car so nobody steals my janx but they didn't have a first level room. At this point I wanted to die. I cut through a couple parking lots and found the Econo Lodge..ah.

They even had wifi. I smoked, decided against taking anything out of the car because I thought my arms would fall off..this happened to a former boss of mine a lot. End scene and roll credits to the Charlie Brown/Peanuts theme song.