The Savage Journey Part 2

Okay.  So it been ages since I last post, so lets get this over with.

What happens when you're disappointed with the convention atmosphere?

You Drink.

Renovations (World Con) taught me to always a convention with the hope of letting loose afterwards.  If not for Ladd and Sheri, who knows what I would of done.

First on the list was Ground Kontrol .  GK is a bar/arcade.  The Adult wet dream of Flynn's arcade turned reality. The Dr. Jessica and I collected quarters for months.  It was well worth it:

Dream come true.

Sunset Riders? Beat it!
the Uncanny X-Men? Beat it!
The House of the Dead? didn't beat it, but finally used both guns like I always wanted.

And there was much pinball.  Most of the second floor of Ground Kontrol is pinball.  Here is Sheri and I at pinballing

On our way to the car after all quarters and PBR, we happened to pass the the church of Elvis, a 24hour electronic church that somewhat operates like an ATM.  You can get married here supposedly.  We did none such a thing.

We drove around to a few books stores, had beers and lunch.  We were lucky enough to find a copy of "Martians, Go Home" by Fredric Brown.

The next thing I can remember was the strip club Devil's Point, where the Dr. Jessica had a bit too much drink (then again who am I to judge).

The rest of the Oregon trip involved BBQ, more booze, and Human Centipede 2.  I made my own BBQ sauce (that was best described as a glaze.  I think it worked.)
-Apple Juice
-Maple Syrup
-Hot Sauce of your choosing
-Meat Rub of your desire

Dr. Jessica caught me passing out some into my food.  I'm not asleep here but TXTing our friend about some nonsense.

I remember that night making lewd comments about Laura Dern.  I remember saying "She's a MILF" specifically.  I still believe this to be true.  It just works for me.

Which reminds me, have you, dear reader, ever seen old photos of Jane Goodall?  Here is one.  Totally works for me.





Any who!  The next morning I was hungover as shit!  Jessica, Sheri, and I had breakfast and then we set out on the open road once again.  This time, half the trip felt like a sick dream.  I kept passing out, then waking up with a huge headache.  Eventually I started driving and drove the rest of the way home.

So yes, everything is a blur.  I'm missing chunks and I'm sure promises and revelation were made that will be lost.  Aww well.  Its 2am and Alien is on.