We are heading to eastern Oregon on the motorcycles.
I know the motorcycle riding makes alot of people think of this song...
But personally, when I am cruising along, I hear this song.
So we are taking a couple days to get to the Hell's Canyon area of Oregon, with a stop off in Soap Lake so Mr. Logo can see his giant lava lamp. Far be it from me to deny a man the important pleasures in life. We are taking back highways and planning to enjoy ourselves on a leisurely family trip. We will hang out there for a couple days and then meander our way back home.
Since I am not going to be around to entertain you here I thought I would invite you all to entertain yourselves and each other in the comment section. I'm going to start a story here each of you can add to it as you like. You've till next wednesday, have fun!
It was almost time for another stop for fuel and stretching. The countryside was beautiful and the road was fun but their gas tanks and their backsides were ready for a break.As they rounded the next curve...
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...as they rounded the next curve, they saw a sight that brought a shudder to their very souls.
Beads of sweat formed on the back of their necks, and both visors started fogging up.
Logo turned to Mr Logo to say something, but no sounds came out of her mouth....
Have fun! Sorry I didn't get to finish chatting with you tonight!! You are a miracle worker with that bag. Damn woman!
Oh, and I'm sending this link to my BFF (hlogs) for she is a Tori fan (actually, fan is not the proper word for what Hlogs is when it comes to Tori). She will get a kick out of this.
Anyway, again, have fun and be safe!!
... Logo turned to Mr. Logo to say something, but no sounds came out of her mouth. Mr. Logo was stunned. Sure, a group of huge aliens were playing soccer next to their broken-down spaceship while blasting Steppenwolf's "Born to Be Wild" on what appeared to be a cheap boom box, but LOGO WAS SPEECHLESS! This had never happened before. Mr. Logo looked at his wife, opened his mouth and said ...
I still think you ought to drive eastward and check out some fresh water and dunes and.....me. By then you would be really tired of riding and then I could ride your bike back home for you.
All kidding aside,
your trip sounds absolutely awesome!
Mr. Logo looked at his wife, opened his mouth and said, "They took the best camp site."
"Let's ask if we can join them," said Mrs. Logo.
So, Mr. and Mrs. Logo pulled their bikes up to the aliens, parked next to the space ship, and went with Thing One and Thing Two in search the the alien leader.
that rules, what a cosmically right sounding trip. good for you guys. giant lava lamps are good for the soul
...they couldn't find the alien leader right away, and it was starting to get dark. just as the sun was going down, Mrs. Logo noticed a yellow lab running around, going by the name of Walt...
**hope you have a great trip!**
So, Mr. and Mrs. Logo pulled their bikes up to the aliens, parked next to the space ship, and went with Thing One and Thing Two in search the the alien leader.
There...in the distance...the tired family spy the leader. It was Gawpo!!!
Logo yells, "Kids! Come on, I have someone I wish for you to meet." Parked beside the large bejewelled green throne, is Gawpo's plane.
"They saw me make a perfect landing and declared me their leader. Who knew?", he states matter of factly, with a big, cheese eating grin on his Sicilian cheeks.
Mrs. Logo looked at Gawpo and said:"That´s all good and everything and congrats on your leadership, but isn´t there some other planet calling your name? I really need to get a picnick ready and later we are gonna have a shuffle board tournament."
Gawpo looked in disbelief at Mr. Logo and said to him: "Her? Really?" and to the mixed species at large he said :"We better get going..." when suddenly he noticed that...
No WAY on that packing job.
My eyes are very big and are full of admiration for you.
Have a blast!!
when suddenly he noticed that...Logo is the most incredibly efficient packer in the entire universe. Who knew?? Then Gawpo became very afraid for he knew that this would soon be noticed by the aliens. Nothing but trouble could ever materialize from this chain of events. Gawpo checked his clutch piece and ...
...kicked into high gear, and sped away.
Everyone waved "goodbye" and continued admiring the tiny piece of luggage that allegedly contained enough dry goods to last 2 people an entire week. "Yowza" was the best the Aliens could mutter, as they circled the bag -- clutching their prods -- in order to inspect it more closely. "Whoa".
Meanwhile, Logo, singing Born to Be Wild at the top of her lungs (because, come on it IS the best song ever for riding a bike) had to stop when her mouth suddenly filled up with a bunch of gnats.
"Mmmmpft" she said, as best she could, spitting out the gnats, along with a now tasteless piece of...
I just got a lovely message sent down from the heavens. Logo is alive and doing well, despite the heat in Kennewick, WA. Hells Canyon here they come. Motorcycles are loaded on off they go!
Yay for Egan's update! I was just coming by to say that I missed you and that I hoped your trip was going well! Now I know it is! Safe travels!
I just hear the sound of passing traffic because I don't have a motorbike.
Turkey jerky that the Logos had purchased at the last 7-11.
The alien prod accidentally released the magnetic clasp on the tiny piece of luggage, sending a thousand biodegradable packing peanuts flying down the highway! It was all a hoax. Logo must have actually sent their provisions to their destination via
Fed Ex
:p
I'm HOME!
Gee I was just getting into this story. My timing is always out on your blog.
Never mind I have started a story of my own on a new blog, if you are interested in reading it I need to add your email to the readers list. Don't dally though I will be going away for the summer next week and have already sent two mini vans of supplies to our summer house. You can come over and pack for me next year if you like:)
My ears were burning, and I have finally found the reason.
That WAS a perfect landing, you know.
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