chicken trucks and major league baseball
I am in Kansas City, Missouri. Strange!
The night we stayed in Jeff City, Andy and Mark woke up at 3 AM to bike to the Race Across America checkpoint. They biked beside the leader of the pack who was trucking up a hill on Jefferson Avenue at a measly 4 mph. They cheered him on but he looked too delirious to acknowledge them. However, from his crew they found out that his strategy is to bike for 48 hours straight and then sleep for one hour after night after that. We found out later that it only took him 10 days. WHAT?! that’s insane. IN.SANE.
On the ride into Sedalia, MO, I experienced the worst smell of my nose’s life: chicken trafficking. As Heather and I were trucking up a huge hill, we got blasted in the face with the most disgusting smell ever. Heather described it as “cheesy feet splattered with doo.” Sometimes when we ride together we laugh too hard to actually ride. This gets dangerous, especially on steep inclines. When we passed the actual chicken factory, where we could see them stacked in square foot cages, I almost vommed from the offensive odor. We both promised to go vegan, but that failed when the church cookers used BBQ sauce and smiles to disguise those tasty animals. Seriously though, I feel so bad for anyone who ever has to work in the chicken slaughtering industry. Instead of minimum wage, they should get a politician’s salary.
I really want the Lizzy Ross CD.
That night, the church surprised us with two chiropractors and a massage therapist. WHAT?! 
When they announced it, I screamed. I cried a little, too. Sometimes I get so filled up with emotion that I have to do something extreme. Like today, for instance, when a perfect brownie made me laugh hard for 10 minutes.
I am dissatisfied with this post, but I’m not going to edit! woo!
Schedule
June 22, 2010 at 1:23 pm
glad you didn’t edit…TERSE and TRUE..
see you in OR.
woo..p
June 24, 2010 at 9:03 pm
Talked to Aunt Pam last night. She’s going to try to get a flight from her new hideout in Sabastian, FL and be in Colorado when you get there! Please let me know what the fundraiser is. She’s not checking her computer much, so texting her is best! Love you much and I agree with Patricia, reading your blog is a joy! Keep spinning and smiling