i groggily made my way downstairs, and picked out a few articles of clothing. i figured that, in all reality, i wasn't going to change my clothes very often, so i didn't pack much. i put on some ports (or shants, whichever you want to call those pants which you can unzip into shorts), and a sudbury valley school t-shirt. i decided, to wear a bathing suit as underwear, for a variety of reasons, a few of which would be that it would be well ventilated, easy to clean, and, if i ended up in a situation where i wanted to swim, i'd already be prepared.
i packed only a few other articles of clothing; my ghostbusters t-shirt, a few long sleeved warm shirts, and a navy blue pair of pants, which i all stuffed into a backpack, along with toiletry sorts of things. i gathered together everything i was going to put into the car on the front porch. this was a 2 hour process. i was combing the house for any and all items which i thought would be necessary, helpful, or pleasant on the trip, like books, a hammock, and random other things. after everything was on the porch, i decided i really, really didn't feel like organizing this stuff, so i just threw it all randomly into the car.
despite my carelessness, it took a good half an hour to toss it all in. i figured we could pack more as i picked everyone up tonight. all of a sudden, the stark realization that it was 2:30 in the afternoon dawned on me. i really had better get going, i thought to myself. i finished packing a few last things. the camcorder, and all of it's video tapes. the plan was, was to video tape the entire trip, and on our return, edit it into a really sweet documentary. so, a month and a half before the trip, i purchased 140 videotapes for the camcorder, equalling a total of 280 hours, which should be plenty sufficient for the trip.
i also tucked my laptop and digital camera into the back of the car. the digital camera my family had gotten for free when we got DSL from earthlink, and i had never used it before, so i didn't expect much out of it. the laptop, i was planning on keeping a journal in, every night. i also threw in my canteen, something i had bought specifically for the road trip the week before. i figured it would be a good thing to have, so that i wouldn't die of thirst as we were straggling through the desert, or some similar reason. i got in my car, blindly backed out of my driveway, and sped off westwardly.
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did you swim? if you had a
did you swim? if you had a suit what excuse would you have to go skinny dip with strange women?
i was too filthy and
i was too filthy and repuslive for that to ever become an option.
Wha? Your most recent comment
Wha?
Your most recent comment sounds as if you're back already, but if not (or, i guess, even if so) was it a rescue mission to Omaha? If not, whaaaaaaaaaaat?
Re: Wha? heh. NO! What kind
Re: Wha?
heh. NO! What kind of voyeur are you? No spy indeed.
Re: Wha? OH! Well,my pic
Re: Wha?
OH!
Well,my pic would indicate I'm all eyes.
Re: Wha? why in fuck's name
Re: Wha?
why in fuck's name would he need a swim suit in omaha ... in January?
Re: Wha? was that deliberate?
Re: Wha?
was that deliberate? he's not in omaha, my man. you are. he's recounting his cross country trip. and if i'm wrong, well, i'm also safely anonymous so it's really not mistake.
Re: Wha? what? um... yes.
Re: Wha?
what? um... yes. that was my point. i think... i know where i am. fucking a.