Monday, July 20, 2009

and when he hears rattling in Texas....

50 miles from New Mexico border and 200 some odd miles to Albuquerque where will stop once again at a Best Western in the hopes of whoring up a couple free nights. This time we get a flat panel TV along with our (hopefully) non-grandma's house of a room. Texas is crazy big, crazy flat, and pretty fucking opposite of Massachusetts in every possible way. Hit some of Route 66 earlier and pretty sure that we almost got hills have eyesed. But still everyone we've met in the south who lives in the south have been ridiculously nice to us. Makes you wonder what they're planning.
More tonight when we transcend time to get to the hotel.

Ed "Running Imperial Blockades" Hanscom

PS: ah fuck it i should be driving

1 comment:

  1. stay out of the hills their eyes are scarier than your mother after tequilla. be safe and travel lightl with angel wings on your wheels. comic con is ever closer and claire is waiting patiently in arizona. talk to you tonight. love mom and dad. p.s. britt won her first two games none tomorrow, weds at 8AM

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