So when I drive from place to place I try to first do things I haven't done before or go to places I've never seen and second to notice things that make a good story and make me laugh. Today I drove from the California coast straight into the Mojave desert and spit out the other side. Firsts - I drove mostly interstates today, stopped in Barstow, CA (where the heat practically made me fall over) and there I paid almost $5 a gallon for gas! Also, among the firsts, I drove through Las Vegas - in a snails paced traffic jam - and took pictures as I went. Driving into the city, through it, and out the other side really make you realize that it's a big darn city in the middle of BFE!!
As I was leaving Las Vegas, up ahead on the highway was an armored truck driving into the middle of the desert. I stepped on the gas. What kind of story exit from Vegas would it be if I didn't chase down an armored truck...and fly right on by.
Okay and on the funny side, as I passed the armored truck there was another semi pulled over on the shoulder of the highway. Out on the roadside, in front of the pulled over semi was the driver doing push-ups in the hotter than hades weather wearing black jeans and no shirt. You don't see that every day! Does he have a routine? Was he keeping himself awake? Was he expending extra energy from the smorgasbord of energy pills I see hanging next to the cash registers at truck stops? Seriously the little baggies of multi-colored energy pills intrigue me, but are not half as funny as the bags of goat weed.
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