Mission: Taco Bell
I have been craving a taco for over a week now. Sadly, illness and weather have thwarted all attempts to get one. Yesterday, the only decent day to go get one, I was sick as a dog and didn't move from the bed or couch all day. Today, I decided that a taco would heal me. I made up my mind to get one tonight.Damn bastards closed the road to Taco Bell. I could get back home from there, but not to it. "Go to Taco Time," people said. "No. Yo quiero Taco Bell," I replied.
Around 4 I sent out my scout to assess whether the road was indeed closed or uf it was just posted that way for fun. My scout returned with an affirmative on the posted closed for fun. Taco Bell was on.
I entered the freeway and joined in the chain of semis that stretched for miles going 10 miles an hour. Thankfully, I finally managed to pass the tank and sped up to 45. Why they would be hauling a tank in these conditions I don't know - it'll never make it up the Sisters.
My mission was successful. I got my taco and do indeed feel much better having eaten it. Also, I put 15 whole miles on my truck. That's more than I've driven in the past week.
posted by E @6:24 PM