Sunday, May 26, 2013

Road Trip: Day 3


The International UFO Museum and Research Center is just as I expected.  It is weird and fabulous and Vicky agrees.  When the museum attendants aren’t watching, I place Vicky in a “restricted” zone and snap photos with her by the aliens.  The gift shop is where I buy an alien bobble headband and a magnet.  We leave promptly after shopping, as we need to stick to the itinerary.

There is lightning strike after lightning strike during the drive out of New Mexico and through Texas.  We stop for gas in a small town in Texas.  I see some interesting people and start to wonder if they’re mutants.  Shit, THIS is where it will happen.  We’ll be truckin’ along and BAM!  Sharp spikes in the road will blow out our tires.  We will call a local tow truck driver who appears to be normal and he will drive us to his house.  He’ll offer us some lemonade and we will stupidly drink it, not knowing it’s laced with drugs.  As I start feeling woozy, I’ll glance over at the cellar door.  It will be cracked just a tad and a mutant will be slightly creeping out.  That’s when the driver will hit me over the head with a frying pan.  2 hours later, I’ll wake up with excruciating headache.  I’ll notice the mutant in the corner, eating Danielle’s eyeballs.  Melanie will be in a cage.  I won’t be tied up because they’ll think I’m dead.  I make a run for it and don’t look back.  I’ll only feel a little bad leaving the girls and I’ll assure myself they would have wanted it this way.  I will make it to the main highway and wave down a friendly family in a minivan, or so I’ll think.  My eyes will be blurry and I won’t realize it’s not a trucker, IT’S THE TOW TRUCK MAN!”

...Oh look!  We’re in Dallas!  I’m starving!  We eat at “Twisted Root Burger” and then continue our drive.  After driving almost half of New Mexico and the entire state of Texas we make it to the Arkansas/Texas border.  Tomorrow we will be in Kentucky!  This saddens me a little bit because a part of me wants the trip to be longer.  Once we get to Kentucky, I’m stuck there for 9 months.  I try not to think about it and get some much-needed sleep.

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