august 16th will be an exciting day for both of us.
i am driving out to colorado (yet again) for the wedding of one of my wife's best lifelong friends.
on the way back, we will be staying at little america, a hotel with signs and signs and signs for hundreds of miles (what else is there in wyoming?)
i have passed by that place so many times and longingly wished to settle in for the day, sit around on the high plain, and smoke a joint while admiring the beauty of the uintah mountains in the distance, past a seemingly never ending stretch of range, underneath a blue sky that seems to go on even longer when it has a few clouds in it.
well, this time, it is a reality. and i plan to leave early enough that we get there just in front of check-in time, to maximize my dream.
something about the frontier really gets my rocks off.