Whoever said driving eleven hours isn’t tiring was a LIAR. Or a robot. Or Michael Phelps.
What I learned about Tara: She never heard of anything. We were listening to one of my many mix CDs when Wesley Willis’s Rock N Roll McDonalds came on. Tara LOVED it and thought it was Tracy Morgan. I told her Wesley Willis is totally serious – like William Hung! And she didn’t know who he was either (even though he appeared on Season 3 of Arrested Development, which Tara watched religiously.) Thanks to me, now she knows the magic of William Hung. (AND Wesley Willis!)
WHAT IS HAY?! “Obviously it’s a plant, but does it grow? I mean, there’s no ‘hay fields’…are there? There are haystacks, hay fever and bales of hay.” These were the deep thoughts plaguing our minds somewhere between Bozeman and the North Dakota border. We had no internet access so we couldn’t just look it up and see that hay is any number of grasses and plants that’s been cut and dried for animals to eat. So mystery solved.
Whatever. I’m going to bed. Giving the computer for Tara to write. Our pics from today are posted below for your envy, awe, amusement and general viewing pleasure.
TARA’S TALE OF TERRIFIC …TRAVELS
DRIVING WAS LONG TODAY. WE LEFT MISSOULA ON TIME, 8 AM. ITS A TYPICAL CUTE COLLEGE TOWN WITH A CLOCK TOWER ON THE COURTHOUSE JUST LIKE BACK TO THE FUTURE. LIGHTNING STRUCK IT IN MY IMAGINATION. AFTER THE OBLIGATORY PHOTOS AND MULTIPLE GAS REFILLS WITH HYSTERICAL FITS OF LAUGHTER BETWEEN, WE MADE IT TO NORTH DAKOTA BORDER BY SUNSET FOR THE PERFECT LIGHTING OF THE WELCOME TO ND SIGN. IT WAS LARGE, WAAAAYYY OVER MY HEAD. MONTANA IS BIGGER THAN I REALIZED, THE TOWNS WE HAVE STAYED IN I ALSO UNDERESTIMATED THE SIZE. I SEEM TO BE UNDERESTIMATING MOST THINGS, INCLUDING HOW MUCH SLEEP I DO AND DO NOT REQUIRE TO DRIVE/RIDE. SINCE 6 HRS IS THE MINIMUM I SHOULD END…