November 11, 2005
karma quest -- day 1
10.00 am -- We calibrated our instruments, filled the truck and left Sector Victor Alpha with empty karma tanks and high hopes. Stopped off for cigars and some consultation at the Farm, then headed west.
12.20 pm -- crossed into Whiskey Victor Sector and saw the first sign of good karma: an swedish make vehicle from a decade ago. On the rear bumper, a sticker, said:
I BELIEVE IN DRAGONS,
GOOD MEN, AND
OTHER MYTHICAL CREATURES.
Daffodil told me that was good for a couple ounces of quality mid-grade karma. We stored it in tank one.
1:15 pm -- Crossed into the Mike Delta region, briefly.
5:27 pm -- Back in Whisky Victor, full-on the highway, passing the town of Nitro (two towns over is the town of Hurricane ...don't you think it would be fun to do the play-by-play at the high school football game between Nitro High and Hurricane High?) there was a sign there on the road, just before the exit.
It said:
GAS | FOOD
and underneath the GAS sign was a Chevron logo.
underneath the FOOD sign was a 7-11 logo.
there's no cuisine i can think of that can quite compare with a slim-jim and a box of cracker jacks, and maybe a couple glazed donuts, eaten standing up next to the trash can in front of the 7-11 just off the exit ramp in Nitro, Whiskey Victor. Daffodil recommended against taking the exit; we are trying to avoid karmic degradation as much as possible, and the needle on the CRM-114 was buried in the red.
Picked up some more good karma at a rest stop, standing next to a guy talking about delivering fuel cells to Chalie Alpha, talking about his dog Lady, talking about the weather in El Paso, standing facing the wall, staring at the tile.
7:15 pm -- Passed into Kilo Yankee. drove the truck past Big Bone Lick State Park ...a place named by somebody with a particular sense of humor.
8:27 pm -- minus 0.5° Celsius; dark. We entered India November, swapping stories back and forth, actually the same story, kind of like the dollar bill that goes from toll booth to toll booth, north to south, then south to north again.
p.s. i've been leaving calling cards from lettersfromthemoon wherever i stop. if you find one, let me know. (thanks Cleavis!)
posted by matthew at 01:54 AM
This telepathic traveling is making me hungry. Have any snacks? I need to build up my strength. I hear it will be a busy and eventful weekend!
posted by: Daffodil on November 11, 2005 09:26 AM
When you get to Whiskey India, I'll be waiting for you!
I am ashamed to say I am still puzzling over the anagram that was sitting in the corner of sparky's office. I imagine you have it with you, now.
Safe voyage to you...as much as karma, fate, or fortune, will allow.
posted by: Cheese on November 11, 2005 10:39 AM
Thank you for the two side-by-side stickers you left at the ark.
posted by: Noah on November 11, 2005 01:18 PM
Disconnect the self-destruct mechanism on the CRM-114...thye are sensitive devices...post back often
posted by: Jim on November 11, 2005 10:46 PM
that's no hill, call it whiskey holler
posted by: joann on November 18, 2005 03:39 PM