So here I am in Spokane.
I'm assuming that I drove here, because when I look out my hotel-room window I see my car out there... but I have no recollection of the trip. The 3-hour drive is so mind-numbingly dull that I've apparently wiped it from my memory. Either that, or I was abducted by aliens along the way, and they were nice enough to transport my car here before giving me an anal probe and wiping my brain (or is that giving me a brain probe and wiping my ass? I dunno).
All I do know is that I am so tired now that catching up on blog reading tonight is out of the question...
Thank you Google Maps!
The last thing I remember before mysteriously appearing in Spokane is working on my travel schedule. The funny thing is that I now know where I will be in December and January, but haven't a clue of what's going on until then. For all I know, I'm going to Budapest on Friday.
Actually, that would be kind of cool... I've always wanted to go to Budapest.
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You must be Hungary.
I find it hard to feel sorry for you… since you get to travel so much!
Just kidding, I know it can get tiring, and sometimes, you just want to be AT HOME. I am happy the aliens were nice to you this time. 🙂
You’d BETTER be catching some ZZZs right now. Don’t make me come up there and dose you with valerian.
I’ve heard that aliens were taking our jobs and all, but I had no idea they were a threat to proctologists as well.
Well, whatever you do, take your time. Don’t be Russian.
And here I *almost* got you some lube at Walgreen’s yesterday…
Spokane huh? Stop by the bar, if you have time, and I’ll make you the Jager bomb (although we call them Bullblasters here) of your dreams. Maybe it’ll wipe your brain for the drive home 😉
Oh my god, you’re in the WRONG PLACE……they don’t do that kind of thing in Spokane (probing). They do plenty of other things, but not that……
Well, now that I’mthinking about it……there was that one time…….
I didn’t realize they had direct flights from Spokane to Budapest. That’s pretty cool.
I always thought that Pearl Jam song was ‘Jeremy Spokane, classsssss, tudayyyyyyy’ cuz my first name is Jeremy and I figured something important happened in Spokane concerning a recess lady and a disturbed student. ‘How could I forget’
Dave, I just HAD TO take a minute out this morning and tell you how much I love you!!! Yours is one of the first blogs I read every day and it never fails to 1) impress me, 2) make me laugh, 3) wish I could be you, 4) wish I could write a blog instead of just read them, 5) make me want to meet you in person some day! Thank you so much for taking the time and capturing your experiences on your blog for all of us to read. They say that a human body can be worth up to $45 million! But I think you’re priceless!!
I’ve driven that boring-ass I-90 drive before. It’s even worse when you go further south to Tri Cities and passing near Moses Lake.
It’s hard to image that Washington State… with trees and all that close to Spokane turns into a barren desert once you get past Medical Lake.
That always freaks me out the way your brain just dumps unimportant info like that.
Of course, I never assume it’s alien anal probing. But then, I know my Anti Anal Sign can be seen from space.
Dave, I’ve heard that aliens have learned all they need to know from anal probes. They’re SO 20th century! Just thought you might be relieved to know that.
God, I remember that feeling. I pretty much don’t drive at all anymore, aside from renting cars when I travel for work a few times/month — but I totally recall thinking, when I used to drive a lot, “I don’t remember getting home.” Amazing what you can do on autopilot.
Just checked and there are no direct flights between Spokane and Budapest. Sorry.
Ok, the first comment is predictable, but funny.
If you end up in Budapest on Friday, I’ll never speak to you again! Ok, I will. But you’d better post every single detail. *Jealous*
You haven’t been to the thriving metropolis of Wongwibinda* then…
* Pronouncation: “Wong” “ga” “bin” “dah”
It was late at night, it was off the top of my head, I’m willing to compromise on unpredictability for some funny under those circumstances.
So there, pththt.
I’ve been there. It IS cool