i need a road trip. one of those ones like in the car ads. me, two or three good friends, a cooler, a tent. cityscape, country roads. big sky and mud and a kayak on top. i want to drive in 5th, the hum of the gearshift under the right hand, the windows open. i want a pile of cds to keep time - songs to sing along to, silly songs, sad songs, songs whose lyrics i've never known but manage to make up anyway. i want campfire nights in a place without mosquitos or smog alerts. i want afternoon swims and loons calling in the morning coffee hour. i want to eat doritos and winegums and have to stop to pee at truckstops. i want to miss the right exit and end up in some unexpected little town that sells homemade fudge and has a dimly lit bar with a 25 cent pool table. i want to plan to be back home in 2 days, but end up calling in sick for 5 more. i want to get away.
wanna come with?
modest mouse - dashboard
6 comments:
i'll come. for the pool, not the truck stops.
i'll take that.
I'm totally in. Please take me along with you. I don't drive but I make great mixed CDs. FYI, the new MM record is their finest in years, don't you think?
you can totally come. :) you bring the cds. the angry lamb can finance the trip by playing pool for money, and i'll drive and ummm, bring chips? i actually don't know a lot of MM stuff but i really dig on this new album.
dang. i miss driving. a lot. i'm an excellent driver.
you know what i'm going to love about going home for a visit at the end of the summer? driving.
it's just not the same on the wrong side of the road.
okay jen can come too. and drive. i'll just bring the chips. we might have to get a trailer. yeah. like an airstream. that would be a trip.
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