Sunday, April 19, 2009

Take Mental Health Where You Can Get It

Sometimes the most unplanned, insignificant things are the ones you remember. Today, Sadie & I were on the back end of a 1,000 mile funeral trip that has involved dogsitters, highway breakdowns, and hotels across the Mid-Atlantic. I had been missing the usual banter between my brothers and myself - between our auto disaster / funeral schedule and the brothers' planned trip to a cell-signal free zone of Southwestern Virginia to visit our parents' new cabin, we weren't in touch from thursday morning until today, around 2:30pm. We finally made phone contact and began sharing our unbelievably ridiculous stories from the weekend, and normalcy began to return. I haven't seen Tug in about 5 weeks and Nutty for about 8 weeks, so I was already looking forward to our next drunkfest, I mean outdoor rendezvous.
As Nutty and Tug headed east on US 58 back to the beach (about 10 miles north of the VA/NC line), Sadie and I were moving parallel to them - headed east on I-40 (about 70 miles south of the VA/NC line), trying to intercept I-85 North. All indications were that their travels would have them passing over I-85 about an hour before we passed under US 58. However, due to Tug's stellar driving (and ability to attract state troopers), and Nutty's uncanny ability to select fast food locations that serve something not really like food, and not very fast, all four of us landed at the South Hill, VA Sonic Drive-In within 10 minutes of each other.
What unfolded was an hour of hilarious, gut-busting tales from all of our weekends. The stories were unbelievable - no one could ever dream up the things that all of us saw (sometimes alone) over the previous 4 days in western NC / western VA. A sampling:
*Them thar pearly gates and angels wangs
*Bear attack whistle
*Crooked Creek Oyster Harvest Area
*Makeshift church cross - landscape timbers
*The Circle of Life
*Ain't No Party Like a Fee Fishin' Party"
It was as if we had all spent 4 days in our own separate twilight zones, which, while not being particularly bad and certainly not "evil," were taxing and mind-bending in their own right. Sharing the tales seemed to make it all OK....and we all went onward to start the new week.

In fact, I was reminded of one of my favorite travel songs of all times - while it's not nuanced or piquant in any way, it's just wonderful:
The Ramones: "Touring"
Well, we've been to London and we've been to L.A. Spain, New Zealand, and the U.S.A.
Europe, Japan, and Pango-Pango Canada, Siam, Oz and Kamoto
The kids all come from miles around The party gets started when the sun goes down
A Holiday Inn's the only home I know

Rock-n-roll's alive 'cause we got the power baby
Crusing down the highway at 500 miles an hour baby
We got a fuel-injected tour bus, man it really flies
With a video tape deck inside
Let's go, rock-n-roll, everybody c'mon
Let's go, rock-n-roll, everybody c'mon now

Touring, touring, is never boring
Touring, touring, is never boring
Touring, touring, is never boring
Touring, touring, oh baby, touring
Especially with your favorite girl
Touring, touring, all around the world

Well we've been around this great big world
And we've met all kinds of guys and girls
From Kamoto Islands to Rockaway Beach
No, it's not hard, not far to reach
American girls knock me out, ya know
Fast cars, cold beer, and rock-n-roll
America is the only home I know

Let's go Let's go Let's go Let's go
500 miles to Mexico Let's go Let's go Let's go Let's go
200 miles to Tokyo Let's go Let's go Let's go Let's go
Drive, drive, drive the night away
Straight on through to the break of day
Drive, drive, drive the night away
Well, it's in your blood, it's in your blood


schnitzerPHOTO said...

Sounds like some quality road time, and great to be able to include some family in the storytelling. After that kind of epic, what will you be doing to follow up?

tugboatdude said...

oyster harvest area,hahaha.hey remember dude,don't you piss in my ear and tell me it's raining.what a classic weekend.sorry your last few days have been a few days we can all sit back on the boat on the chickahominy and chill,the weather seems that it will cooperate.

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