Road Trip 08 (Lincoln, NE) |
The great impending road trip of 2012 is in five days. (Serious excitement, hence the bold effect.) New York to Illinois, South Dakota, Montana, Wyoming, Idaho, Oregon, and California. It dreams of rodeos, space (like actual goddamn space), National Park passes, and a state by state view of the country.
My car is somewhere here (NYC) |
It is Angela, not yet a road rager despite the insane asshole audacity that is New York drivers, and it is Michael, flying in from the Bay Area. It is the history of two friends who played Mr. and Mrs. Hardcastle in She Stoops to Conqur, a show that lead to the greatest theatrical “holy goddamn shit” moments of their theatrical careers. (I’m still sorry Michael.)
Five days till we hit the road, sunglasses on and cooler filled. A duo made up of soundless laughs (Michael) and ear shattering cackles (Angela).
And it is the first time in almost a year we have nothing to do but sit there, update this blog (daily, so comment and enjoy), and see some serious scenery. (And memorize my lines for my upcoming show and write some plays. But that ain’t no sweat.)
Start your engines baby.
Michael and Angela: would rather be onstage wearing white wigs but happily bowl instead |
Non-poetic distillation of the above
What: Driving cross country in six days
Who: Me, Michael, and my Honda Civic
Why: I need to get to SF to make some theater this summer and we want a vacation
When: Monday the journey begins
How: Peddle to the metal
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