Thursday, August 11, 2011

Brock & Air's adventure home from Utah...

i've decided that i thoroughly love the flying J station in Willard Utah. It's so convenient and the people are so friendly there. Especially the regulars. ya know, the old trucker men with big burly beards and Santa Claus bellies.. they crack me up!!!    So we're getting gas there (yes, we are pumping our own gas into our own truck... crazy!!!   i learned how since i've been here in Utah thanks to Ty Siebenhaar. but being a natural born Oregonian the task is still quite foreign to me.)  And after munchin on some subway and chattin with some new friends in the sub line we go back out an try to start up the old Yella International.. (we haven't named the ol' girl yet... but we're workin on that. she's special to us so it needs to be a perfect fit!)  anyway, she doesn't start up. So naturally Brock lifts the lid ta check her engine out an can't find what the problem is. I get out ta spray this stuff that looks like pam oil into some spongy round orange thing while brock tries ta tern her on but the orange thing catches on fire!!   so naturally i'm freakin out while he does some heroic act to soothe the roaring flames...  Brock ends up breaking the what-cha-ma-call-it on the thingy-majig so i go inside the J station (my new home) and start chattin with the locals. Finding some sweet Utah shirts, the traditional shot glass collection which are a gas station stop must, and the oh so craved week old doughnuts... yummy!!   They even have "take a number" showers!!!      here, i got the intercom guy memorized.... "Attention all truckers, ticket number ## (insert number) please report to the shower to enjoy a nice warm (it's 100 degrees out here! who the fetch wants a hot shower anyway?!) shower in stall number ## (once again insert number) Enjoy!"    yeah, i heart that a million times...  But the subway was really quite nice and i strongly recommend any of their side-line booths for a quick nap or even a full nights rest... awe, comfey goodness!!   Sounds like bliss don't it?   i have an unlimited supply of food, comfortable beds, entertainment with my new sparked interest in a shot glass collection, and i even have a whole new community of BFF's who regularly come in on a weekly basis... Some of them even come in on an hourly basis just to hang out! Man, this is the place to be if ya ask me!!

......... three hours layter.........     (spongebob narrator voice)

we just recently got picked up by a very nice man by the name of Mark. He is skinny, has clean, long silky hair, a scruffy trimmed stash, and kind eyes... i'm guessing about thirty eight, but don't quote me on that. i tend to be very bad at guessing people's ages. one of my many faults. :-/ but i'll practice!! i'm sure there's an app for that.    my new friend Royce is the man on the job who's workin ta get us back on the road! He absolutely cracks me up!!   one of those old nice grandpa guys with a belly and big coke bottle glasses... he has a very distinct white mustache which more than makes up for his lack of hair on top. His forehead is gettin to the shiny point an he has one of those grandpa tones in his voice...   was jokin about how he don't know what wifi is an how blogs should be the name of some sort of burrito with pork in it...mmmm that sounds good right now... not gonna lie, subway isn't exactly my cup of tea. or my pot of hot chocolate since i don't actually enjoy the taste of tea.... i actually find it rather revolting. which is a bummer because herbal tea is supposedly good for the soul... at least that's what all the yoga instructers keep blabbin about. Anyway my friend Mark here is an Indian and when i took a picture of him (yes, do not fear, this adventure shall be well documented) he said it would steal his soul. I kinda feel bad... but too late now right???   Sorry mark, i'd give it back if i could...    Pause : Brock's rappin behind me about how sweaty like a pig he is, how his sister's a gig (that's me) how he wishes he wouldn't hav bough that sunkist drink he just go an how he just wants to be back in por. ort. land....     to the tune of "The lazy song" by Bruno mars. Alright i'm sick of writing so bye for now. i'll update cha all (my many worshipers)  later...    TTYL.