|Junk Goats, Ruddfuckers, Autobots Heavy Metal, Broken Jaws, and the Great Nugget Caper
||[Mar. 18th, 2006|06:00 pm]
The problem with sideways eight things happening in just one week, is that I'm having trouble remembering everything, and especially not chronologically. Whee!|
We stopped in baltimore for dinner, meeting Maia's friend Rebbecca. who I knew, but didn't, and not really. She transferred from washu to an art school there. She took us out to a vegan place somewhere, and I ate what claimed to be tofu something, but seemed alot more like beans and rice. delicious beans and rice though. and gingerbeer is.. gingery. and tasty. but more gingery like: THIS IS GINGER! IN YOUR MOUTH! *kick*
(Her art school had a building that looked like a sandcrawler made of ice for some reason, maybe so jawas could sneak up on droids hiding in the arctic instead of tatooine?)
We went to charles%&$@# (cough, cough), pennsylvania. It was cold, and the places we looked for were missing or closed, and we instead found a store called "Candy, Cones, & Chaos." Since it was roughly negative eightythousand degrees outside thanks to windchill, I had me some eggnog ice cream.
They were out of Chaos, but the lady working there was slowly being driven into a bitter, jaded madness by the looping CD on the speakers of 12 nearly identical candy themed songs. Meanwhile, a large screen in the wall played clips from Speed Racer and Willy Wonka for some reason.
At a CVS/pharmacy, Paul threw up and me and richard dressed up like easter bunnies. I got paul a get well card from the cards section, and found the most adorable peeps. ever.
There's apparently a Transformers movie from the 80s, and half the soundtrack is actually rocking heavy metal, with face melting guitar solos.
Wendy's is delicious, but kentucky has only one of them, and nearly incurred richards wrath after we drove almost the whole length of it before finding a Wendy's. They clearly need more, because this one was packed.
Richard also ate 27 chicken nuggets in a Wendy's in Pennsylvania, and later declared himself in love with Wendy.
We stayed at Tom's great grandmother's house on the last night, somewhere in west virginia. She was roughly the smallest person ever, in contrast to Tom being remarkably large. She made us breakfast with the help of a lady named Ruth, who made jokes and had had hand surgery. There was an orange-with-swirls cat called Mommy Kitty, who I also named Princess in my head. Her favorite person was Richard, because he was allergic to cats.
We had to pack and leave quickly after breakfast, or else T'sGGM wouldn't stop giving us food for the road.
We bought nerf guns at some point, in large quantities, and had epic battles in most every Motel6 in the north east. Nerf makes two guns these days, a six barreled revolver, and a machine gun like weapon that can rapid fire about twenty darts.
We drove past a big ole' hill that was surrounded by freeway on one side a junk heap of dead cars on the other three. the hill was inhabited by a group of goats, who presumably ate cars. or grass, i guess.
While swordfighting in the middle of the night outside another Motel6, richard almost broke my jaw with a solid swing to the face. to be fair, i got him in the crotch once or twice.