random thoughts from a feverishly distracted brain

[zenithblue]

It is exactly one week until departure day.

Yesterday I was walking past the bathroom and thought, "Wow, the bathroom's so clean and organized. No boxes. No piles of crap."

Then I thought: "Maybe I could live in the bathroom for a week?"

I realized the other day that I am incapable of thinking of the road trip in anything but the most David-Lynchian terms. Like I literally am dreading this as a horrible beatnik/apocalyptic hell trip. Our car will break down in the desert. One cat will die of thirst and the other will be terribly ill and I'll have no way to get him to the hospital. Or a crazy trucker will run us off the road and murder us with his rig (he looks a little like Willem Dafoe crossed with Steve Buscemi, in my head). Or something.

I confessed this mindset to Hodge yesterday and he just said, "Actually, it'll be like that, but a lot more boring."

Of course the only other model Hodge has provided so far has been to describe every Stephen King story where a young traveling couple ends up in a weird town, and either gets eaten by carnivorous frogs, or sent to the rock show of the damned. So he's not helping (if it's up to me I'm taking us to the rock show. I've always had a thing for Buddy Holly.)

Anyway, it occurs to me that I need a new paradigm for this trip. I've never moved my belongings to a new city via road trip. Moving from Alaska to Portland was piecemeal over four years of care packages and plane trips back and forth. Any suggestions for a new set of circumstances to visualize?

I'm very excited to get to Austin. I'm just fuck-all tired of moving there.

Oh, also: I have been inked. When I find the little cord-thingy to upload the pictures I shall (who wants to guess it's in a BOX?!?).

Comments

Re: Savoring the drive

[zenithblue.livejournal.com]

The bummer is that we have the cats in the car and they're going to be neurotic messes, or else we *would* take the scenic route. I think we're going for as straight a shot as possible. Someday maybe we'll get to do it all leisurely-like, but this time I'm going to be a mess because my cats are (I know, lame, but I'm a crazy cat lady.)

But you are right, I should be thinking of this as an opportunity to see parts of the country I haven't yet.

I stand warned on Ash Fork. Is this where the car melted down last time you did it?

Re: Savoring the drive

[dernogg.livejournal.com]

That's what kitty valium is for. Just get a couple carriers and dope those bitches up. Yes, Ash Fork is home to the infamous Lloyd, who fixed our first breakdown but forgot to add oil to the engine and let our car eat itself. But as long as you avoid that place like the plague you won't suffer our fate.