Fuck Gerber’s Music… I tossed it out the window.
This is your Captain speaking… A.K.A Alanis fan #1… A.k.a J Sizzle.. a.k.a I can’t think of any other clever pseudonyms… Joseph
I’ve been trying to get sleep for the past few hours but Gerber’s repetitive tracks, still on repeat in my head won’t let me rest and I promise to return the favor once we arrive in Chicago tonight. I also don’t think that watching “Church of Fudge” helped in my quest to get some shut eye… I have a bone to pick with whoever told me that was a funny video. It’s not.
On a side note, I wonder how many Ohians (Ohi-ites, Ohio-ans, who knows… and who cares) have called Mike Reiman’s cell phone. We strategically placed his cardboard sign with his number on the back window and happened to see a few lonely truck drivers scramble to write the number down… “I GOOOOTTTT IIIIIITTT BBaaaAAAAaaaAAAADDDddd!!!”
We’re making good time right now, and might actually make it to a bar to catch the Paquiao v Hatton fight tonight…
Captain… signing off.
P.S. Ohio is as flat as a 10 year old school girl. Phil Reid would love it here.
