Click for larger image"That son of a bitch is crazy."

It is unnecessary to give any thought to fashion while driving across the United States.  If I don't feel like shaving in the morning, I don't.  Questionable color coordination?  No worries.  Shoes clash with hat?  I give it not a thought.  My fashion sense is sub par for an adult male homosexual, but as long as my shoes and belt match, I am assured I'll be in better shape than the stretch pants and beer logo T-shirts downstairs at the free breakfast bar. 

Click for larger imageCompared to the first two days of Road Trip 2004, today was a light driving day.  Our route required just four hours of drive time and no stops for gasoline.  We headed out of Page, Arizona, past a coal-fired power plant, under the coal chute of the Peabody Coal Company and out across the Navajo Nation.

It occurred to me that homosexuals need our own version of OnStar.  I would call it PornStar.  A small button located in the headliner would instantly summon queer-appropriate help.  What follows are conversations between PornStar representatives and stranded queer drivers:

PornStar:  PornStar.  What is your emergency?
Motorist:  My car has broken down and won't start.
PornStar:  What are you wearing?

PornStar:  PornStar.  What is your emergency?
Motorist:  *garbled*
PornStar:  Keep calm, sir, we are prepared for these situations.  First, I want you to pull back the foreskin.  Have you done that?
Motorist:  *garbled*
PornStar:  Okay, sir, now tell me, can you see the toothpick?

Our first stop of the day is Four Corners National Monument.  As the name implies, the monument marks the only place where four states touch.  We paid three dollars to drive up to the cement platform and wait our turn to dance in Utah, Colorado, Arizona and New Mexico.  I thought about writing some snappy bit about each state, but it sounded like this:  Conservative, conservative, conservative, conservative, stupid religion, ignorant religion, backward religion, New Age wocka wocka. 

Erik and I purchased Navajo Fry Bread (which tastes and looks a lot like amusement park funnel cake and costs about the same) and watched the other tourists forking over $3 to subject themselves to four versions of the Defense of Marriage Act.  Two Navajo women talked heatedly in Navajo.  I suspect they were remarking on the way white folk will pay for the oddest things.

Northern Arizona and Southern Colorado are mobile home heaven.  Most of these mobile homes are topped with used tires.  The National Association of Mobile Home Manufacturers should hold a convention here every year.  In 2419, when future archeologists excavate this bit of the planet, the notes  prepared for visiting vans of tourists will read: "Most baffling about these ancient people is the extensive use of cheaply constructed housing that never biodegrades.  These odd structures were fitted with rubber rings on the roofs.  Although we are uncertain as to the purpose of the rubber rings, we believe the number of rings were related to the wealth of the occupant.  These rings might have had a religious function as well."

Our destination for the day:  Cortez, Colorado.  "Welcome to Cortez, Colorado!" says the official sign.  The sign is located next to the highway in the middle of a cemetery, just past the advertistement for a Poo Tournament.

I spent the early evening at the tiny local movie house watching Harry Potter.  Over dinner, Erik and I read the police blotter in the local paper.  Some snippets:

  • A man who called 911 to report his wife was threatening suicide was cited for false reporting after the woman told a deputy, "That son of a bitch is crazy," and denied any such intentions.

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  • A woman reported three pink pigs were digging holes in her lawn and rooting in the flower beds.  Their owner was notified that she would get a ticket if they kept escaping from their pen.  "Through my experience, I do not feel this pen was equipped to contain swine," observed the deputy.

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  • A youth-group leader reported one of his 13-year-old charges was living with his mother, who is cohabitating with a 16-year-old boyfriend.  He could supply no further details of the unusual arrangement, but said he would be learning more soon.
Tomorrow:  Chama, New Mexico.
 
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Arizona
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Element(235) in Arizona
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Four Corners National Monument
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Four Corners National Monument
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Fiesta Theater, Cortez, Colorado
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Mesa Verde, Colorado
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Cortez, Colorado
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Cortez, Colorado
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Poo Festival, Cortez, Colorado
 
Road Trip 2004 : Day 3
Page, Arizona to Cortez, Colorado
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