Architect = Josh (duh)

Assassin = Joe (I kept ‘sniping’ pictures)

This does a pretty good job summing up the trip. And by pretty good I mean amazing.

No Diggity. We Are Like Explorers Now.

The Ipod shuffle started our trek with Blackstreet - No Diggity. There’s no way to criticize that song selection, or the tone it set for the entire afternoon. Couldn’t go wrong there. But that didn’t stop us from going wrong somewhere else.

Idaho. Awesome. (This is not where we went wrong.) Here is Lawrence, again taking in the sights from the premium seats in the dashboard. Sometimes I find myself jealous of his role on this trip.

Admission Number Five:

  • We may have let Lawrence take the wheel.

At about this time, we had an exchange that went something like this:

Me: “1990 was 20 years ago.”

Josh: (Silence) (Shock) (Dismay)

Me: “I mean, that’s like two decades ago.”

Josh: “Makes us sound old. Makes us look old…makes us feel old.”

Me: “Ugh. This #%&@!$& sucks.”

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Welcome to Seattle. (Queue Nirvana)

What if:

  • It was raining in the Seattle where you just landed;
  • You were picked up by a friend in a mint late-model Chevy;
  • That Chevy was blasting Nirvana;
  • A day previous, King Felix threw up 8 IP, 3 H, 8 K’s on 97 pitches.

Would you consider yourself:

  • Awesome? -OR-
  • Lucky? -OR-
  • Ready for the best road trip in the long, distinguished history of road trips?

It probably goes without saying.

Meet Lawrence. Lawrence has established himself as the premier companion for:

  • Random escapades;
  • Shenanigans;
  • Road trips;
  • Assisting in the picking up of chicks.

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