tom mr. la de da poofder was a dancing machine last night.
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 3:14 PM

day 7 cont. broadway st. (kelly you would dig it)....the rv
cocktail hour with special walk by guest karate-aoke dave
who claimed he knew michael from charlie's (the local gay
karaoke bar)....ladies night at vinyl....denver
day 8 6.13.01 barracooda's resturant and lounge - $1.95 gets
you 2 eggs any style, hashbrowns and 2 mini pancakes - yes
even tarik could not finish all of it - maybe it had something to
do with the mini pancakes being so large they came on a
seperate plate....ugh - rain rain go away.
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 3:13 PM

who knew that all those years of louie torturing me
with gross comments would prepare me for this trip.
i thought my brother was just saying things to get my
goat, but i was wrong. boys like to talk about poo.
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 2:53 PM

Man, I think my constitution is starting to fail on me, or maybe I am not built to drink hard and heavy every day. I have to say there is advantaged to higher altitudes, you get drunk faster and on less liquor. I am getting a litle worried because I am running low on Wiskey. We stared off the trip with nearly 3.25 liters of the beautiful brown milk and now we are down to a a liter. And it is nearly impossible to buy hard liquor out here. Fuck, Utah was even worse. They water down the spirits here and anything higher then 3 % needs to be purchased from the state store. The whole god dame place is infested with Mormons (as I conviently stated at oppertune moments). They are all walking around with that glisen in there eye and that thousand yard stare. The knd of stare similar to a vietnam vet that has seen to much but is thinking about that nice cheap whore he tasted back in the bush. Fuck, there is a reason I had to drive 500 miles non stop to get us out of that fucking place.

It's when I drove into dever that I found my new fondness for public intoxication. I was in a celebrating mood, because I was out of Utah and in Colorado. I woke everyone up to celebrate but only Tarik joined me for getting tanked in Denver. So we loaded up at McDonalds with old people arouind us then we decided to call all our loved ones with RV challenges. THe person with the most points at the end of the trip will get an award. Current scoreboard:
Theresa: 200 points + 25 bonus points, + one for the Kipper
Marc: 200 points, + one for the Kipper
Eli: 200 points + one for the Kipper
Emily: 150 points, One for the Kipper, and Honorable Mention (shots of Tripple sec at 7 am)

Suprisingly enough Nathan Davis refused the challenge.

I have to Say Denver is a really cool place and If anyone wants to come out tell me and I will probably join you.

-m
posted by Minister of Excess at 2:14 PM

i really want to know who came up with the name, Reams, for a grocery store... hot dry weather everywhere, it's easy to forget this place is covered in snow for so much of the year. we just park the rv in lots across the states and sleep. the mobil hotel room rocks all day and rolls all night! Zion is incredibly gorgeous, but i think watching people compare asses at the top of angels landing is a bit much. there are children present! the beasts i call friends! i'm so sure...
sandy, michael and tarik have become sheriffs of utah territory. badges need to be incorporated into future theme parties. my badge is a serious chick magnet.
as the day came to a close, we realized we were in danger of spending a fourth night in utah so
i started the drive out. tom took a shift. then the sleep camel woke up, took the weel shouting that he had to get us out of utah. "IT'S MY JOB!" he drove hundreds of miles all night and we were 2/3 into colorado. denver to be exact. fishstick and i then proceeded to start calling about 25 people at some god awful hour to offer them challenges for various points if they could complete the terms. so everyone out there, be prepared for a call at any possible hour of the day or night asking you to do any number of things. should you succeed, you will be given points that we are keeping track of. upon our return to california, the top scoring individuals shall get to take part in RV Awards Night. so sleep next to your phone and call in sick to work for the next month... compition is fierce. and no, emily, you can not bargain for more points!
denver rocks. there is definitely a hip scene with very friendly people all around. sure i hear they have snow and hurricanes during part of the year, but right now it's gorgeous. and with the altitude you become a cheap date. i really want to come back here sometime.
wait, is that thunder i hear? neurotic weather! ladies night at the club with sandy's girl, lynn, as our tour guide. that woman knows how to party. we don't have a nickname for lynn yet, but sandy is Special Sauce. perfect for her.
i remember none of you.
T* The Director of Aesthetics.
posted by tarik kader at 1:03 PM

if your nancy drew skills are rusty...i'll give ya a little hint...
if you have a US map you'll be able to follow the RV trail by
a clue in the last item blogged for each day....
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 12:32 PM

what was that justin? make the blogger less cryptic???
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 12:24 PM

day 4 6.9.01 cont...Ream's grocery....ceder city
day 5 6.10.01 and the award for the first driver
to back track goes to Tommie...."can I tell you
something" AHHHHHHHH.....Angel's Landing...
river swimming with the movie back drop...Ream's
pork exxxtra fat (and tarik loved every bite)....special
sauce....a toast to julie...a toast to marc...if justin was
here he'd have his own container of animal fat....the
black hole....zion.
day 6 6.11.01 river walk....we all get guns....it's my job!...
I-70......it's only 5:30 am who's down for going to the park?
day 7 Rob Roy #5....Lillie....CKY2K....

posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 12:23 PM

day 1 6.6.01 F-305...no home steading...bragging rights for sandy...bragging
rights for karen & matthew....U & 3rd
day 2 6.7.01 the davis brother....the gaming hour with steve & steve...the light
is ON...salt the earth...the rotonda *clop clop*....the bitch back...wiley's malt...
michael is frogger...RV envy...the roadkill cafe is offically open...the fire side
lounge...rye patch
day 3 6.8.01 there's a reason they test nuclear weapons here....tom's right - booger
weather...we visited the rocket to god...words of soberness....the aqua massage...
the heaton sister....count suckula...la de da poofder....fish stick...little cloud circle
day 4 6.9.01 pattie's pancakes...baby amber pics...one eyed bud....eye patches
are IN....
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 11:54 AM

06.06.001 RVIP @ 111 "B" minna.
anna turon gives the chumps in danville, loads of booze and her business card in case michael should die.
sacramento-nathan davis is "roused" from a deep slumber by hip motions. why didn't i get a picture of that?!
06.07.001 the dates after this begin to get blurry. you know how it is when all you do is have fun
with no particular plans or meetings. the days all blend into one and you just ride the wave of impulses
to one day find an ocean of memories...
black and coke. spews of shiittte talk about money, sex, and ending with racial slurs about each other.
note: this computer in utah will not let me type the word XXXX. all i see are four x's.
i want your land. here, take some in nevada.
michael jackson pumping out of the stereo as we ride out of reno, on to good times and some reservoir...
waking up at what felt like the crack of dawn to gulp down red bull and take a dip in icy water with
fishsticks and floating fish... nothing quite like a frosty red bull and a nice toasty lake. my heart was
pumping faster than a jackrabbit's in heat.
somehow we made it to salt lake city and infiltrated B. Young's personal home as well as many other
mormon attractions. the utah state capital was the coolest of all. better than california's if you ask me.
tommy-boy's contagious tongue clicking noise resonated better in utah.
we even found a place that sold us fine malt beverage that had "vodka flavorings." quality. and i thought
i had ordered a mixed beverage... ha.
now i am dosing up on some nice heaton family life. there is space out here in utah!
The Whore of Babylon sure has a sharp tongue. but hey, we love that XXXX. she's currently on her
way to becoming The Pirate of Babylon. i hear Zion calling my name. but not as loud as the thrift stores.
sleep? that is for the weak. you can sleep when you're dead.
note: sandy seems to be obsessed with local flavor. i don't know what's gotten into her...
tom's down with momma bird, baby bird. ask him.
T* Director of Aesthetics.
posted by tarik kader at 11:19 AM

cameras are IN.
posted by tarik kader at 3:15 AM

sleaze is OUT.
posted by tarik kader at 3:14 AM

lists of hip, not hip, are IN.
posted by tarik kader at 3:12 AM

rvriotgrrl testing one two..threeeeeeeee
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 5:01 PM

RVs are IN.
posted by sandy rvriotgrrl at 4:37 PM