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Thursday, May 28, 2009

"Oooh Baby I Love Your Way" IS THIS PETER FUCKING FRAMPTON?

I was originally skeptical about this blog because the past five months of my life have been a demanding routine. Law school does not provide a wellspring of newsworthy/blogworthy material. With summer's arrival, a bubbling creativity gives way to my first blog post: notes on a bike trip to southern utah.

My high school buddy, who a few of you are already acquainted with, and I drove from Reno, NV to Moab, UT to ride our mountain bikes and camp for a few days. A lot of the pictures are on facebook and the details of our trip are inconsequential. Instead, I will offer a few memorable vingettes from the trip.

I go to school in Seattle, WA. The amount of rain that the city gets is overstated; nonetheless, we do get a decent amount of rain. In my trip to a goddamn desert, our campsite got flooded out the first night and we had thunderstorms the next two nights. The irony is more than I can handle.

During these rainstorms, Funk and I would sit in the car drinking beer, waiting for the storms to pass. We had been trading Grandma's Boys quotes back and forth while drinking beer in the truck and Funk recalled a funny story.He and his roommates had a house party at their place at some point during the spring semester. Two days later, Funk opens to oven to cook a pizza. He opens the oven and finds a slice of pizza, a bowl of coleslaw, a kraft single of american cheese, and four muffins all burnt and sitting on a tray in the oven. He now knows not to let in too many of Dante's friends from the crazy beaver.

Funk told me about one guy he knows from Las Vegas who flys the majority of his flights on standby. This kid tries to convince everyone that it is the best way to fly, as the flights are significantly cheaper. I told Funk that my buddy Sim Simma has a girlfriend who lives in another state and that he occasionally flies standby to go see her. Funk asked me the name of Sim Simma's girlfriend. I couldn't remember off the top of my head so Funk just called her standby. when I finally did remember Jen's name, Funk didn't care. He had already made up his mind that her name is standby.

To get back to Reno from Moab, we drove through Salt Lake City. On interstate 80 in Salt Lake City I saw the most tasteless billboard that I have ever seen. The billboard has a picture of an 8 year old girl hugging her somewhat chunky mom. In the picture both the girl and the mom are all smiles. The top of the billboard read, "I Got My Mommy Back." Who paid for this advertisement? Utah's surgical weightloss center.


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