Sunday, April 22, 2007

Greetings from Neil and Sherry!

4/21/07 Just setting up the template to accommodate us in our travails....er....travels.

6 comments:

gberg said...

Seems like you are establishing an interesting theme. Animals Looking Longingly At Neil.

For completeness sake it might be good to have a predator or two (Grizzly Contemplating Snack?).

I look forward to seeing y'all online and hearing about your adventures. Note, for optimal contentiousness, it helps to have at least one automotive mechanical failure, preferably while far far away from anywhere civilized.

love,
laurie

dimothy bulb said...

Can't wait 'til this blog gets rolling.

I've got a few suggestions:

While rumbling through the midwest maybe you can report in from an evangelical bible church or a clan meeting. (Or are they the same thing?) Make sure you're wearing his and her Jews for Jesus t-shirts before entering.

Make sure you stop in to a least one gun store per day. Limit your purchases to 3 per visit.

See to it that Neil drinks heavily for the entire trip. Mid-America may be more than the poor boy can handle.

Limit your sexual activity to the roof-rack on your car. These people are starved for entertainment.

Make sure while in Chicago you plaster your vehicle with thousands of Obama/Hillary (or vice-versa) '08 bumper stickers. It will really endear you to the locals.

Make sure you have a constant loop of Susan Sarandon/Tim Robbins movies playing on the flat screen mounted in the back seat. The meth fueled trucker in your rear view mirror with the confederate flag on his grill will appreciate the free entertainment.

Most importantly, watch out for
Smokey and remember....,

Jesus loves you!

signed,

The ghost of Hunter S. Thompson

dimothy bulb said...

Couldn't sleep last night, sooooo wishing I could join the two of you on the trek through America's heartland.

One of the things that might be fun would be to make a sharp right at Springfield, Mo. and make the short hop over to Topeka, Ks. Once there, stop in to the first strip mall advertising a "family values" pharmacy. Wearing an "I luv NY" t-shirt consult the pharmacist informing him that you think you might be 8 and a half months pregnant and could he please point you in the direction of the nearest Planned Parenthood clinic. While you're doing this, Neil will be revving the car adorned with a large bumper sticker which asks, "When the Rapture Comes Can I Have Your Car?"

With the pharmacist in hot pursuit, you jump back in the car, crack open a tall-boy and high tail it to the state line.


db - renegade scholar

Sherry said...

Geebs,

You're ideas will be strongly considered and either adopted or discarded as we create even greater calamities. But your read is spot on--the more contentious, the better.

As for you Dim Bulb,

a. I'm not sure we can permit you to be pithier than we are and

b. It's clear to me that you were on your own glucose-induced trip (were we snacking in the kitchen when you couldn't sleep?) while offering your patently brilliant suggestions. Each one is absolutely now a part of the plan. I also intend to ask to sample matzoh ball soup and tzimmes wherever we go. I'm sure they'll all be happy to serve us.

That said, please see note to Geebs regarding contentiousness: We probably should try to limit our arguments to one another and not torture the rest of middle America.

She

dimothy bulb said...

I'm worried....

I think we may be on the verge of a blog war.

With the departure date approaching, there are nasty rumors circulating on the "internets" regarding Sherry and Neil.

One blogger insists that Sherry was actually the love child from an illicit affair between Gertrude Stein and Emma Goldman.

Neil has been mercilessly bludgeoned by the rightwing blogosphere. One blog went as far as to say that Neil's life was little more than a metaphor for urban decay.

Looks like things may be heatin' up. Don't plan to move too far from the keyboard.

db - unenlightened

Sherry said...

Once again, Dim Bulb, you've hit it on the head. Neil's work *is* a metaphor for urban decay. Or at least arrested rural decay. Which, in turn, is a metaphor for the American Southwest portion of Route 66. (Just getting us back on topic.)

Would you blog a little higher please. I forget to scroll down to the bottom.
She