KOA arrival. . . Myrtle is begin

RV departure - 8PM. KOA arrival - 12AM. Winners - Brett, Sheabone, Moden, Nasar, Saps.

Well, maybe not so much Brett since he drove the whole way here, but the rest of us are well ahead of the pack. Let's face it, the RV was the way to go, and anyone who didn't hitch a ride on the fame trian is just a loser. There, I said it - history will stand on my side on this one.
Here are a couple of quick hits from the journey thus far (as I type, Moden is 'pitching a tent.' Take that however you want).

• Brett is a good RV driver - until you have to use the toilet. Thats when he starts to swerve all over road. Until an hour ago, I believed this to be a coincidce. However after my urine spilled over the toilet bowl onto my exposed toes for the 4th time I feel there may be some malice involved.


• I may have the most bad ass and sissy iPod in existance - it all depends on how you view the world. I feel Michael MacDonald and Christopher Cross are the pinnacle of modern metal. You may not agree. I think you suck.


• Iron Maiden is the straight goodness, and if you don't know, now you do.>

Dave's Mustache at 2 weeks is better than mine at 2 months. Dammit.

Traffic does not suck in an RV, especially if you have 2 coolers full of beers (state troopers, please note we did not drink any alcohol along the way. I most certainly did not drink ten boozers. Anyone who says otherwise is a dirty liar).

Modens Momz is a dirty whore.

Twizzlers and Beef Jerky do not a dinner make.

Dave and I perform a kick ass air guitar rendition of "November Rain." It rule almost as hard as Axel and Slash, though we're in an RV and, last I hear, Axel was in a trailer park. We win...again.

So with that, I bid you all a good night. I am going to drink a few more boozer, and have a few more bi-curious moments. Don't judge me. You ain't here. You don't understand.

~Saps