It was fun. Fluffy multi-colored trees, green grass, 3 acres per home, country dirt roads, colored TV, five star meals for dinner, little lakes everywhere, booze, Fireworks!!, and lots of human warmth. There was one thing that was horrible, and that was the monstrous constant howling of the night. It sounded like, a train, or a freeway, or harsh winds, or even a legion of UFOs flying overhead-watching you, while you sleep! ( That's why there's a little thing called Valium, to knock you the F out.)
Kansas City was a lot like downtown San Diego, except with a cool bridge and a river flowing through it.
I went to Kansas City for Halloween, without my stethescope, as Dr. Love, my escort was a Crack Baron, and my mistress was Comfort. Mac had a hat with connected hair, his aviator shades, and a long leather jacket. Megan was in comfy clothes, thus the name, Comfort. It was at an art gallery with some local band playing and kegs of hometown pale ale. Man, we should have guarded the keg like we usually do. There was this cowboy guy who gave me a business card that entitled me and fifteen friends to go on a water quality test river and view bald eagles! YES!
On the way home, we went to Kansas, the other state, for some Taco Bell. Aren't we a crazy bunch?
People generally drive like elderly folk there, and I think I made a few people angry; white folks, yup, nothing but white folks there, but hey, it is Missouri, what was I expecting; me in a massive Suburban, tailgateing them, Ha! The HORROR they must've felt. At least the traffic is constantly light.
I didn't get sick and there were no emergencies=) I would say I had a swell time overall.
Kansas City was a lot like downtown San Diego, except with a cool bridge and a river flowing through it.
I went to Kansas City for Halloween, without my stethescope, as Dr. Love, my escort was a Crack Baron, and my mistress was Comfort. Mac had a hat with connected hair, his aviator shades, and a long leather jacket. Megan was in comfy clothes, thus the name, Comfort. It was at an art gallery with some local band playing and kegs of hometown pale ale. Man, we should have guarded the keg like we usually do. There was this cowboy guy who gave me a business card that entitled me and fifteen friends to go on a water quality test river and view bald eagles! YES!
On the way home, we went to Kansas, the other state, for some Taco Bell. Aren't we a crazy bunch?
People generally drive like elderly folk there, and I think I made a few people angry; white folks, yup, nothing but white folks there, but hey, it is Missouri, what was I expecting; me in a massive Suburban, tailgateing them, Ha! The HORROR they must've felt. At least the traffic is constantly light.
I didn't get sick and there were no emergencies=) I would say I had a swell time overall.
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