440 Horses…
Today I left the Hive. No teary good byes, no one to miss me when I am gone, no firm return date. I stopped in Rock Bottom and exchanged for some kick ass music (Celtic Frost, Ministry, The Atomic Bitchwax) for some kick ass burrito’s at the Tone Mans house. After exchanging tales of the problems of walking with women I was back out on the open road. I alternated between listening to the iPod and the “Learning to Talk Mexican” cd’s that I got at Costco, by the end of this trip I should be able to talk about the weather and ask where the hotel is with confidence. Other than that not much else to report. With my late start and visit with the Tone Man I have only made it to a lovely Motel 6 in Pueblo CO. Too bad I don’t have time to stay, I am getting low on Consumer Information Catalogs.
Ride Drive Safe
