Wyoming

I can't seem to get soap off my hands here. The water must be soft. Or hard. Or whichever one doesn't work as well at getting you clean.

People also seem to love their liquor here. Drive through liquor stores and everything. Yeehaw!









"I spilled ice all over the hotel room, is there a vaccuum here?"
-my sister

Butte's Copper 94 fm Rocks My Socks Off

As we were rolling along through Montana today, I decided that we should call in to request some songs to kill time. Luckily the DJ at KPOW Copper 94.1 was ready and willing to take my request for Build Me Up, Buttercup. I was excited like whoa until 45 minutes passed and he still hadn't played my song. I'll admit, I was feeling pretty sad and dejected, but I realize that as the only request line radio in Southwest Montana, he can't necessarily take everyone's requests. As soon as I reconciled myself with the fact that no buttercups were being built up, I heard him say, "This is the last request song of the day..." -I'm thinking damn this radio station- "and its Build Me Up Buttercup requested by a young lady named Phoebe Brooks, who also is our free lunch prize winner!"

My mom, my sister and I screamed and yelled all the way from Anaconda to Butte to claim our free lunch coupon and 2 liter of Pepsi. It was phenomenal. I don't think they get many people taking pictures in front of their station with their winnings, though, because I got a lot of weird looks.

Still, I will rep Copper 94 all the way to Baltimore.

Me and Butte are like me and pickles. And I really like pickles.

Also, Yellowstone is dope. I've never seen any of it before, and I am very impressed. A little like Disneyland with all the different areas...frontierland, fantasyland and all that. Except with no rides, of course. Lots of Matterhorn looking hot springs today.






"Ok-la-ho-ma, wouldn't wanna be ya."
-my mother to passing Oklahoma tourists

Roadtrip: Sea-town to B-more

me: "I hate cookie cutter hotels"
my mother: "Well that's too bad because I signed up for the La Quinta rewards club and we're gonna La Quinta it all the way to Baltimore."




my mother: "Okay, we are not going to pass another one of this historic sites without stopping and appreciating it."
my sister: "Well will you just pull up close so I can appreciate it without leaving the car."




me: "What's a trustle?"
my mother: "The word is trestle, not trustle! Oh my goodness, its like you didn't even graduate from college."