TheNOLOG

Friday 5/7/10

Good Morning, Amarillo!
Man, that really doesn't have a ring to it, does it?

Ned and James were right where we left them -- although, there were a few empty beer cans nearby, wondering if they had a tailgate mixer last night.

Ah, yes. Farewell TGIFridays.

The front of the hotel where we found THIS...

You know you're in Texas when -- this was outside the door of the hotel. It's so you can knock the dirt and manure off your boots before you come inside like decent folk. Yep, one at every door.

She was wearing Berkinstocks so she didn't need to use it.
The link is for you, Steve H.

With Celia tucked in her cocoon, we were on the road by 8:30am.

Hittin' it.

In the interest of not Messing With Texas, we tried to get through it as fast as we could without getting popped by the ongoing "Super Blitz."

More stuff we didn't see. but it looks really cool.
They claim Billy the Kid's REAL grave is here. Yes, they do.

Another truckload of stuff to stock the shelves of the mega stores that are killing Main Street. On a side note, hard for NL to bad mouth Walmart -- as her parents put her through college on the $$ they made from their stock. But Paige can. However, NL now shops at Target vs. Walmart (better politics...) This concludes the marketplace section of the show, we now return you to the NOLOG.

Look, it could be Squidward's baby!

This train went on for miles. You know the view is boring if this was getting us excited.

But we did find something that was actually exciting...

THE BOOGER TOWN BOYS!
(when you check out their website you'll realize
they're hardly boys anymore, but still kickin' it!)

The Booger Town Boys. Official website.

Have you ever wondered where you would go to buy a big rig? Now you know. In the middle of no-where Texas. NL liked the blue one with the sleeper cab. Paige liked the red one. Celia wouldn't play the game with us.

She did however make us some more great sandwiches. Today was delicious black forest ham and provolone cheese. At one point Celia started laughing from her cubby hole. When we asked her what was so amusing -- she said while she was making one of the sandwiches she dropped a slice of cheese. And couldn't find it. "I lost the effin' cheese! How could I lose the effin' cheese?" Couldn't find it in the 2 inch space she was working in. We all howled for a few until she finally found it. When we asked where it was she said, "I'm not going to tell you." But...for the rest of the trip when we wanted a snack we ordered an Ass-Sandwich from the back seat.

And then there was....

THE BIG ASS CROSS!

Oh, yeah... we're stopping.
Because it's not just a big ass cross (they don't call it that, of course),
there's a whole Jesus city thing happening here. Official website of the Cross.

In case you didn't know which exit to find the giant cross...

This is your scale picture. Those trees are tall.
But not as tall as the second biggest cross in the Western hemisphere. The biggest cross is in Effingham, Illinois.

But honestly, it looks pretty close to us.

Life size bronze of the Last Supper. Wait, who
is that at the end of the table? Could somebody
please pass the hummus?

There are also life size stations of the cross. And the crucifixion, and the tomb with the stone rolled away. NL wanted a picture of her helping Jesus carry the cross, but we were afraid of lighting bolts, and getting our ass kicked by the people who got off the church bus to visit this holy place. FYI Celia stayed in the truck -- she wasn't going down with us.

Does this cross make my butt look big?

Groom, Texas is where the cross is. Seems fitting
what with the whole Bride of Christ thing.
And look at the sign next to it -- Blessed Mary's Restaurant.
Wonder if we could get a Blessed Bloody Mary there? Doubting it...

Another landmark. The leaning tower of... Britten.

Rest stop, Texas style.

This is the rest stop we chose...

The little motel attached to the grocery store.

Sort of a remote, Western-styled Bates chain motel.

Howdy, pardner!

Towing a James look-alike...

We felt a kindred spirit with these road warriors.

In case you were wondering if you can be buried
right off the I40 in Texas. Why yes you can!!

Let's see... what do you need to know. Um...

Celia rushes the stage, er the cubby hole,
when a Moody Blues song comes on.

Freebird! Wait, wrong band.

We rocked the big hair bands for a hundred miles.

We rocked some Dr. Demento, too. Strange stuff.
The link takes you to his online streaming site.
He's not just for Oklahoma anymore.

Okay, so every time we needed something from the back Paige would get scolded by Ned. Here's what it sounded like...

What is this? A hill or a mirage?

Filed under Stuff We Didn't See. Moon Rock.

We must be entering Oklahoma -- it's starting to get green and we are back on the Indian theme. Some history for you -- The Five Civilized Tribes that were forced to settle in Oklahoma are -- Choctaw, Chickasaw, Seminole, Creek and Cherokee. NL will refrain from her usual rant about the Trail of Tears, Andrew Jackson, and the Oklahoma land rush...

This little "Trading Post" has a casino in it.
See all the traffic they get. Take that Andrew Jackson!

Paige's knee.

Truck on a stick!!!!! Peterbuilt.
(How the hell did Peter get it up there?)

OKLAHOMA CITY

Celebrate OKLAHOMA!
With what? A case of beer? A bunch of meth?

Who IS this tailgating A-hole???

Heh, never gets old.....

Celia cam of Paige, who is wearing both pairs of her glasses.
For navigating between the road and the iPhone map app.
Perhaps prescription sunglasses are in her future.

This sign says we can Pig Out at the next exit.
Maybe we don't want people to know we are going to pig out?
Maybe we want to Pig IN where no one can see us.