Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Roadtrip!

Thursday evening, 8pm

We started out late (my fault) and began traveling in the right direction even later (my fault again), but we finally started off for Coachella about 8 in the evening. We stopped for a late dinner at Sheri's restaurant in Eugene (for some reason none of us had bothered to eat dinner before we left), and when we were done, I got back into the drivers seat and begun the mad dash for the Oregon-California border.

I volunteered to drive the first shift because it's not the most fun driving over the Siskiyous in the middle of the night. The highway is steep, curvy and crowded with a million semis. We crossed the border at 3:05am. I kept on driving until 5:30am, when I pulled into the rest stop in Weed (pronounced Whhweeeed), an obligatory stop on any California road trip, to swap driving duty with my brother. I felt like I could sleep like the actual dead, but this was not to be the case.

The rental folks insisted I was getting an "upgrade" when they gave me the Subaru Forrester. A Subaru is never an upgrade. There is not one thing interesting or attractive about a Subaru. They are also uncomfortable to sleep in. You would think this wouldn't be the case, but you would be wrong. Trust. Of the 45 hours we spent in this crapmobile, I slept for maybe six hours total, and only a couple of those were a deep sleep.

Tomorrow: Pambo, Bug Wars and other mind-numbing drivel

Song of the Day: The Hand That Feeds by Nine Inch Nails. This song christened the first hour of the drive, and I was subjected to every known remix of this song known to man (or known to my brother, who is by coincidence, a man). He did this in order to lull me to thinking that Trent Reznor is THE GREATEST THING TO HAPPEN TO MUSIC EVAAAR!!! Ok ok, I'll admit it is an infectious pop song. I was dance-driving. But c'mon Trent, now that you're sober, can't you write lyrics that don't feel that they've come from your boggle-box of "words to use in every song"? Still, there are some great tracks on With Teeth, and at least some others that I know I'll warm up to.

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