hussies and hosers

I apologize for using blogger mc bloggerton as a scapegoat for my angry thoughts. I'm sure "yall" understand. Back to the grind, never step to my man.

So,when I first left marquette, I was bummed to leave some sweet friends and good times behind. Then I realized that I will never have to brush my teeth in this gnarsty sink again. haha.

OR...hover over this sick nasty toilet.
I had an idea planned to journalize my trip "across the usa"... when I realized that it was still considered the mid-west, I decided to keep my cool. BUT... I did stop to take this picture. I like the colours.
I was doing so good, chillen, driving, listening to music.... and then.... I entered IOWA. What's up with the fog Iowa? I didn't know if there was a corn field or a massive lake, but what I did know was that I couldn't see a damn thing. Pulled off the road at 12am, hotel check, bamboo in car died. sad day.
I thought this sucker was going to snap off.
I forget why I took this, but I'm pretty sure the Nebraska stretch just made me way too excited to see mountain 4029384203984 miles away.
The first night I got to Keystone, I had to stay in temporary housing. Apparently this guy is looking for a good time. I think it's upside down tho...
Took a wrong left turn... ended up climbing up the back of Loveland pass with all the toxic chemical-d semis. awesome.