Soundtrack by America
Emmy with, umm, I forget (must have been the scorpion bite).
Hasta la vista, baby!
OK, long philosophical treatise; I was much like this palm tree as we began to cross the California desert, which is some of the most evil-looking territory known to humanity. About 25 miles in, I realized we had no water in the car. Panic Attack! (Although I kept it cool from Em.) I mean, really, what was I thinking. Break down, and at the least, you're on a three hour tour. Can you spell deehighdrayshun? Lulled to sleep by modern technology, I suddenly came awake.
The City of Angels is beyond. Just stay away from THE 405!
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