BeCuz and I embarked on a road trip to Vegas. I was the driver and she was the navigator/DJ. Thanks to her, I’ve learned my car has an iPod jack in the glove box. I’m halfway to being really cool – just need an iPod. Fortunately, she is cool, thus, plugged in her iPod and we started moving and grooving.
Pretty soon into our road trip, we realized the advantages of the rumble strips – both the British band and the grooves on the side of the highway. The Rumble Strips are advantageous because they’ve got a funky beat and great lyrics. The grooves on the side of the highway are advantageous because they keep people awake and provide a powerful vibration. We respectfully and appreciatively (is that a word?) observed the grooves while making a dash cam video (you’re welcome Miss. Information).
As the navigator, BeCuz was showing me the perks of her phone. “It is 4G. I love it. Watch this,” she told me and then spoke into her phone, “Directions to Las Vegas.” Her phone did nothing. “Piece of shit just want 2G on me,” she advised. I smiled and popped in something I knew would work – a Roger Miller CD from the library. As we sang King of the Road, BeCuz attempted to take a picture of me and post it on facebook. “Damn thing (phone) still won’t work,” she said, upset. “What are you trying to do?” I asked. “Find Beaver,” she replied. “You’re not the first person to struggle with that,” I tried to comfort her and added, singing, “No phone, no pool, no pets. King of the road.” As we approached Beaver, literally, not on her phone, we saw a billboard suggesting people visit Beaver. “Good advice,” I told her. “Just because it has been visited doesn’t mean it has been serviced,” BeCuz quipped. So true, so true.
Unfortunately, we didn’t stop in Beaver and I needed to pee. “What comes after Beaver?” I asked BeCuz, referring, of course, to a town. “Exactly,” BeCuz replied and added, for confirmation, “Exactly.”