Here are posts I would do about my trip to Utah if I had time:
It's either Utah, Family Reunions or Rac (but it also could be Aliens)
The three things in common between the last time I threw up on July 4th, 2002 (I don't do it very often so it's kind of a memorable event for me) and Saturday night are: Utah, a family reunion, and a visit with Rac. By themselves they are incredibly wonderful things but combined they seem to have a powerful effect on me. However, the severity of it on Saturday night, and the fact that I spent half of it curled up in a ball on the bathroom floor (ew) praying to pass out so that I would at least 1.) get some sleep and 2.) not feel the pain anymore, leads me to believe that I was, in fact, possessed by an alien life form. An alien who did not get the memo that I DON'T LIKE TO VOMIT.
Rac Needs to Start a Blog
Do you know Rac? Some people like to call her Rachel but she'll always be Rac to me. She was my college roommate for 3 years and she's a gem. She's funny and clever and has a son who is ADORABLE (For those of you who have seen the picture of the baby with the big eyes and the lip either on my fridge or on my desk at my old job, you know what I'm talking about. Adorable times a million.) Anyway, I think it's about time she starts a blog. Her first post can be about the polygamists who live down the street from her.
No Fun Left in Baker
Having a thermometer in the car takes away the only real fun to be had while passing through Baker - guessing what the temperature will be on the World's Tallest Thermometer.
How to Survive the Drive to Utah
Anyone who has driven to Utah knows that it is very much like "2001: A Space Odyssey" - that is to say long and boring and it ends in a strange place. But, unlike 2001, I actually enjoy the drive. Mostly because I look at it as 8 hours of uninterrupted reading time. But for those of you who don't like to read or are actually doing the driving, here's my tip: make every place along the way a destination and celebrate when you get there. Like, "Wahoo! We made it to the Cajon Pass! On to Barstow!" And so forth. Make little things your celebration points, like Zzyzx Road or the wee little town of Scipio, UT. Reward yourself with M&Ms. This way, you'll feel like you've actually accomplished something and you'll have that sweet feeling of success the whole way there.
Family Names
It seems like at every reunion I learn that another one of my family members has decided to go by a different name then what they went by when I was a kid. Jess is now Wayne, Freddie is now Duane, Randy is now John. When is it my turn to choose a new name? I would like to be Cordelia.
Acceptable Albums to Listen To While Driving With My Dad
Anything by Lyle Lovett
The Best of James Taylor
Graceland by Paul Simon
The Seeger Sessions by Bruce Springsteen (Or, as I like to call it, The Boss's Hootenanny)
7 comments:
It sounds like you had a good time, although it's too bad you got sick. Hope you're feeling better! Did you see the sign for Pahrump on your way up?
I've driven between CA and UT probably 30 times in the past five years and I don't remember ever seeing a sign for Pahrump. What is it?
i can understand wanting to change names like jess, freddie, and randy...but changing them to wayne and duane and (the lesser evil) john? it's a lot like moving into the house next door just to get away from it all.
Rachel, there's a surprise for you on my blog. You won! You can email me your bio at james.bronwynm@gmail.com. Exciting, no?!
Once I catch up on all the TV I missed while in Kansas I'll start a blog. I think the drive from California to Utah is fabulous, just because of Scipio. Every time I stop there I'm tempted to buy a shot glass with a jackalope on it. The drive from Utah to Kansas is a little like that, but takes 2 days. Eastern Colorado is about as boring and ugly as it gets. It's flatter than Kansas. Really.
I keep hitting enter on accident before I can type in my name. That last comment was by Rac.
"long and boring and ends up in a strange place" - perfect
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