...I just finished a short shift at the chinese buffet. Good times. About half-way through my shift a handsome young lad made it about ten feet from his seat before he burst in a huge explosion of vomit.
He had just finished a pint of orange...juice.
Close enough anyway. As I mopped up the mess, I couldn't help but think of karma.
-Rusty
Oh the picture. Fanta was actually invented in Nazi Germany when the Coca-Cola GmbH ran out of syrup (imports/exports being restricted) so they came up with a fruit drink from various biproducts of other food-manufacture processes. The poster is a modern invention and, dispite what you might read, and the company was only as complicit in Nazi attrocities as any corporation active in Germany at the time. If you believed eveything you read on the internet, you'd believe that the Coca-Cola company was the driving force behind Nazism, but I guess people don't like big corporations.
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The sky wasn't really that hard to drive. Merging was interesting, but that was the only real problem. But you guys can keep making a big deal about it cause it makes me feel cool... like I could drive blindfolded if need be. We were on some small highway from flagstaff to the grand canyon. 180 I think. That's the way the signs told me to go. If I would have known what kind of road it was I wouldn't have taken it. It was really winding and in the middle of nowhere. If I would have stopped after hitting the deer I feel like I would have been killed by some crazy desert people. Good life lesson I suppose. Whenever I see a deer sign while driving now I freak out.
-karl
Yeah, that's not too far from where we had a a tire blow out. We were just north of Flagstaff. It was an interesting trip, all in all. We ended up taking State Road 9 through Zion's National Park at about 1:30 in the morning. You know how roads can be in National Parks, so I was pretty freaked out myself, hovering over the break. In retrospect it may not have been the best idea, but theres just no north-south corridor from Phoenix to SLC. You just kinda have to pick between a half-dozen two-lane state roads.
On the way down we actually hopped off one of those two-lane state roads to drive through Colorado City, which is a Mecca of polygamy. We actually stopped inadvertently because the road we were on was apparently too small for Rand-McNally and I wanted to make sure I wasn't lost. So I'm hovering over the map shelf at this backwater convenience store when in walk three women with 1980's bangs and denim skirts on. And suddenly it dawned on me where we were. We patroled the streets for about ten minutes, marvaling at the architecture and enormous vans.
All in all, a great trip.
-Rusty
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