Wednesday, September 21, 2005
I thought I saw an Osmond, but it was just a regular Mormon
Well, I spent the last day or so in a van driving to and from Salt Lake City, home to the all mighty Mormon. I actually spent so little time in the town I didn't even see one, I think. We drove the twelve hours there, played our set, hung out for a half hour and drove twelve hours back. But we didn't leave our friendliest eastern state (Nevada) without stopping and living it up a little, and by a little, I mean A LITTLE. The idea was to eat somewhere crappy, so we picked the Peppermill Casino. The one in Reno is great, $5.99 breakfasts after midnight, but not in good ol' Wendover. I thought the $7.95 steak and eggs was going to be great, but it wasn't, I think they finished cooking my food first and put it under the heat lamp because my 8oz. steak seemed to have shrunk down to about 4oz and one of my eggs was very cooked, very hard yolk. It was all worth while, though, when I won a little bit of dough playing the penny slots, I was up thirty cents at one point, but then I blew it all, three times in a row. I felt it was three dollars well spent. Then I drove for a while, thinking I could make it to Reno (about 450 miles) not quite, I was 175 short, I realized when I almost hit that smart ass wolf in the road that I should end my shift, so I got some gas, forgot to put the gas cap back, and went to bed, I woke up just in time to see the southern end of Chico, it was beautiful, but this trip was not really worth the time I spent in the van, I still don't really know why we even went there, no offense to the kids that were there, you all were great. On another note, I love my IPod, it's probably one of the best things I've ever purchased, besides that stock in cardboard I purchased when I was eight.
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