Weekend Road Trip with JC

What a weekend...

First, we got out things together, and Stace and I left the house at about... 5:00pm Friday night. ALMOST NO TRAFFIC, 101-580-carpool lane, 80 carpool lane over the bay bridge (missing out on about 1 hours worth of traffic, to 280 for a scenic drive towards 152... but we had to get clarification on if 280 met 152. I said no, Stace said yes, and her mom said I was right on that one. That made us EVEN. I thought I had played 2 Bic Runga songs on my CD, I was wrong, 1 was Stellar (Bic's sister). My bad. SO, with a 1-1 tie on right/wrong, we got on 101 and continued our trip. It felt so good to be getting out on a brief vacation, the company was PERFECT. I had been waiting for this for a long time. I've never taken a road trip with a friend before (sorry, but girlfriends don't count as non-sex friends lol). JESSIE WAS SO COOL, she set us up with a cooler bag and grub... YYUUUMMMMYYYY!

As we drive, I notice EVERY time my friend decides to drop bombs in my truck's cab. GOOD GOD JC, what ever you're eating... STOP! We get to 152, near I-5, and I get an idea from Stace to call Bob West, my old boss and friend, not to mention my sorta Dad for a year. I finally, after MONTHS of trying, got a hold of him on his cell phone. HE'S IN SOUTH CHINA! Setting up new factories/fulfillment centers DEEP in south China. How strange is that. 8:30 PM our time, 11:30 am his time, 1 day ahead of us lol. It was surreal in a way, a small mind fuck for a sometimes small mind.

We continue our journey, and I get information about a cluster fuck in progress with my squadron. Jon isn't willing to get up at 6am for a 7am flight. His co-pilot gets pissed about it, my scanner trainee had a heart attack the night before... that flight wasn't meant to happen! Jon whines a while on the tele, then I get rid of his call. We stopped for food at McDonald's, and they JIPPED ME MY APPLE PIES! SO, Stace decided in the drive through that she needs to pee, and I want my pies, so we park after we drive through. Stace goes to pee, and I get out, ARMING MY ALARM in the process. Stace I guess gets to the car about 20 seconds before I do, and SETS OFF THE ALARM. I got my pies, and I get back to the parking lot hearing the sound of my alarm... I felt bad, I KNEW she wouldn't be happy about that one... After a brief explanation of why I was out of the car, within 5 minutes everything is fine again because that's just how we are. There was LESS then zero malice in arming the car alarm, just a desire to protect our stuff in the truck. I'M SO SORRY! I SHOULD'VE WAITED FOR YOU TO GET BACK, I KNOW IT WAS EMBARRASSING, but I DID get the last 2 pies you know... =)

We get to the grapevine, and I start to get TIRED. I have to wake up Stace after fighting sleepy-eyetus for about 10 miles. She wakes up, gets comfy relaxing on my arm which I always like. It's as close to being a cuddle whore with me as I get, I like being a pillow! We wake each other up on the downside of the mountains, and stop for coffee at the GIANT just north of Magic Mountain. GOOOOOOD COOOFFFFEEEEE

We get going again, with the feeling we're going to be stood up by Stace's friend. We get into the hotel room at about, 1am, after a brief tour of the outskirts of USC. And then we try to cool down the humid room... It doesn't work because it froze up. MOTHER FUCKER. We broil till 4-5am, and go to sleep after being stood up and sweltering for a few hours. I couldn't wait to get out of that room the next morning, into a truck with A/C!

We leave the hotel at 12 noon, and then go BACK upstairs to get a new key to the room, so we can get Stacey's cell phone that she left behind by accident LOL. We REALLY leave at 12:20pm. We get an invitation to go to Steamers, her Uncle's club, and we start the drive there. Stace's errr, ummm, WONDERFUL directional skills sends us WAY past the 91, where we were supposed to turn EAST lol. oopsy. We make a U turn thanks to Joe, our assistant navigator on the cell phone! We get to the 5, go south, take Harbor... and get LOST again. LOL BY CHANCE, we find the place... See, we shouldn't have taken Harbor off of 5 south, but the Harbor exit off of 91 east. IE, we ended up taking Harbor forrrrrrEVER compared to a 3 or so blocks if we had stayed on 91 to the correct Harbor exit!

LUNCH WAS GREAT, Ohhh so good. I love her Uncles, they're friggin' awesome. I like the club, it's really a sweet set up. The turtle is a drink of the gods. ohhhhh so good. My sisters are being a pain in the ass before, and after lunch... They don't want to drive to Fullerton for dinner with mom to surprise her... THAT PISSES ME OFF. They'll have dinner if I bring HER to THEM, ignoring the fact I've already driven 7 hours from MY home... They had a 60 mile trip to Steamers... We said FUCK EM', and decided to drive 180 miles to surprise mom in Carlsbad, take her to Steamers that night, and take her home. Stace even managed to make a deal for her Uncles, getting them hooked up with ANYTHING McPhails sells to them at COST, no more. PRETTY FUCKING NICE DEAL!

We stopped by Bobbi's house at 4:45pm, said hello for about 45 minutes, and went to Mom's to surprise her. AND BOY DID WE SURPRISE HER. It was GREAT. After Mom finishes getting ready, and Stace freshens up, we depart for Steamers. Mom looked good, and Stace looked radiant. She was REALLY in her element, and she knew it, and looked FINE and CONFIDENT. We Loved the show, the Jennifer York Trio. Jennifer York is a bass player and TV Traffic Reporter in LA, for KTLA. She's hot, she's funky, she's sooo cooollll and reallllyyyyy nice. We saw her after the show, and told her the short-short version of what we did to catch her show, and she ran up to hug us all LOL. She's got a twinkle in her eye, she's playful and soulful and sweet as hell. We even talked to her via e mail yesterday, and she insists we need to hang out next time we're all in the same area. RIGHT ON. I hope this is someone we end up being friends with, no bullshit.

We take Mom home, and decide to stay with her for the night. I get the air bed... and forget that I have NO PUMP. Well, we decide I should take it to a gas station to fill up with as much air as possible. After making 2 round trips, since after the first trip it was made clear a bed without a vent cap won't HOLD AIR... So, after I get it pumped to about 60% full, I go back to gummies and close up shop for the night. I wake up Stace, so she can change into night clothes and go pee so she doesn't pee allllll over me during the night, and then go to SLEEP.

We get up at about 9:45am, depart showerless at 11am, get food at both Wendy's as well as Del Taco, and start driving home. NOW, I say my cup won't fit in my door cup holder, and I'd like to use the main cup holder. Stace doesn't like that, and tells me to use my door holder. I try to use it, and it ends up flipping onto it's lid, at my feet, on the freeway, at 70 mph while braking to 50 mph. I get a little ticked at first, and I use a few colorful terms while picking up my cup. Stace says I didn't put it into my holder correctly... "OK, YOU PUT IT IN YOURS" I say. She does... She puts it in there so hard, she BREECHED the plastic cup near the base, and coke is leaking at about 2 oz. a second RIGHT onto the floor... OMG. I'm not even mad, I'm just waiting for the, "OK, YOU WERE RIGHT", as I privately gloat my good call on the cup not fitting LOL. We pull over as Stace holds the cup at a near 90 degree angle from normal to keep the last 10 oz. IN the cup, versus on the floor. We dump the cup, soak up the drink, laughing and smiling at each other, and we agree to share soda and make additional stops if we run out of soda.

We start driving again.

We have a pretty uneventful northbound trip. It's hot as hell, but we just drive, listen to music, talk about how to spend a BILLION dollars if we won that Pepsi contest... We even renamed the phonetic alphabet with sexual terms... Anus, boobs, cunt, dick, ejaculate (A-B-C-D-E...) LMAO. It was the best trip ever. We just, drove. SO many details I haven't touched on, but there's just no time... From the eventual arrival in the bay area, to the last roadtrip song... It was just the best. She said she knows we'll be friends, together for life. I know it too. Stace, where do we go next?