I may take pause with things Utah now and then. Such as the utter lack of that venerable Texas institution, the local ice house.
But one thing I do enjoy is the water here at the base camp.
I prefer it over any other refreshment these days. In fact, the water here is utterly quenching in a way I have never known. I find myself drinking the cold tap water for the sole reason of having a cold glass of water. Shocking, coming from a beer aficionado such as myself.
Our water originates from the Wellsville Mountain range, which is still topped with snow as I write this in early June. That snow melts and makes it's way down to our faucet and into my belly.
I challenge anybody to find a more refreshing blend of
Dihydrogen Monoxide anywhere on this planet.
They won't be able to, and after tasting a glass will instantly agree with me.
Signing off from the Cache Valley, Utah,
= Laurence Martin
There's been a lot of talk recently about
Hulu.
I've really got to jump on the bandwagon and tell you all that Hulu is cool. I'm there every time I want to see something while SHMBO is watching TMZ or some other crap I've seen umpteem million times.
But I've got to turn you 2.37 reader on to something just as cool, which I frequent just as much.
It's from the developers of Skype, and in the interest of full disclosure, I've been a fan of Joost since it's birth beta, which was on the scene long before Hulu came along.
Back then they tried the peer-to-peer thing, but thankfully
they gave up on that and went to the Flash-based delivery model that's so common these days.
I thought I'd share because I had just been looking at some of the new Star Wars cast interviews.
Anyway, go take a look:
http://www.joost.com/
...want to choke to death on some Cheetos's?
Here I sit wishing for some kind of live music.
Good lord, anything.
It's a Saturday night, and not only do I have no date, I have to look forward to the same crap tomorrow and for the foreseeable future.
Even that lovable Korean lady from the QuickMart who sings Karaoke in the lounge of the Flying J diner every Thursday night to truckers who only want a BJ, a cheap steak dinner and then to hit the road again would be a relief.
I miss music. I miss my guitars that I left behind. I miss the magic of a good blues riff. I miss watching and grooving to musicians. I miss the beat.
Saturday night. And all I have to look forward to is going to bed.
...taste Hartz 3 in 1 Flea & Tick Drops for Dogs and Puppies weighing over 60 pounds?
No?
Yeah, me neither.
<<<---vomits
...forget how to spell "indescribable" without spell-check?
No?
Yeah, me neither.
And what is an indescribable anyway?
...feel like you only get meaningful conversation between commercials?
That Judge Judy and TMZ are more important than anything else right now?
Did you ever try to fit everything into 60 seconds or less?
No?
Yeah, me neither.
Sublime-What I Got-(Official Music Video Clipe) - Click here for funny video clipsSo I've made a decision regarding my life.
It's not breath-taking or even exciting, rather mundane in fact.
It starts tomorrow - I'm gonna make a leap of faith. Wish me luck.
"Early in the morning, risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
I got a Dalmatian, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin' riot."
Did you ever give up on trying to express yourself because what's the point, they will never get the simple logic you try to bring to the table?
No?
Yeah, me neither.
Have someone equate their crack habit with your enjoyment of reality?
No?
Yeah, me neither.
Did you ever have a bad dream where you couldn't escape the bad guys/evil/whatever?
Then you woke up just in time, and found out you were in the same scenario in real life?
No?
Yeah, me neither.
OK dude,
Where are you? I know your minivan.
If I see it out on the highway, I'm gonna hijack you and and fill your tank up.
Then we are going to Louise's HangaBurger joint for a brewski. She's a BIG! mama who will fill you up.
No news is good news, but dang inquiring minds want to know....
Call me toll free at 1-800-DIP-SHIT.
And please don't tell me you've already gone south to Nicaragua...you were supposed to pick me up on the way.
Now I probably will have to hire that "Unknown Pilot" clown that flies with a brown paper bag over his head.
"Instrument Training" my ass.
He's just a crazy bush pilot, and my life insurance policy doesn't cover that kinda crap, so help us both out here.
He scary dat mon. Come pick me up quick.
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Our landlord was kind of worried about Ella chasing his chickens around when we first moved in.
I was sort of concerned too, so we never let her too far from our sight when she was in the backyard.
But she gets along with them just fine now...except for her sneaking into their coop and stealing the table scraps left out for them.
I think the peace between them just might have to do with the head honcho rooster. He probably kicked her ass a few times just to let her know who's the boss man out there.
The hens even follow her around now, because she's always finding some morsel or other to eat.
Yes, I have a weird dog.
You are almost there.
Just follow this road up a bit, until you see the stop sign.
Keep on going straight, but watch out for the cattle trucks making a left in front of you.
They are taking those poor moo cows to be made into 100 pound chunks that will be delivered to your local supermarket, or fast food joint warehouse.
There is no Taco Bell up here thank goodness, or else the general population would be stricken with untold cramps and digestive afflictions.
That said, they really don't understand "Mexican" food here in the Cache Valley, even though there is a large population of Hispanic folks.
Oh how, I wish for an authentic taquerias here (
LOLcuzUneedTacos), Utah "Mexican" sucks big time.
Even the chinese food sucks.
Man, do I miss the Houston food scene.
-signing off from the base camp,
Hope you make it through the snow and mud,
Good Night Ladies,
- Laurence
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I may take pause with things Utah now and then. Such as the utter lack of that venerable Texas institution, the local ice house.
