Rhythm and Gravy

Wyoming was supposed to be easy. So I slept a little late this morning, indulged in a nice long breakfast with my aunt and uncle, and took my time getting on the road.

Jake’s 48th law of the American West: Wyoming is a lot of wonderful things, but it is never easy.

North to Cheyenne, the Wyoming wind wagered Colorado that it could toss a Honda Civic back to Nebraska. Failing that, and insulted that I would turn west, it determined to beat me down to 45mph in third gear. The worst part was the nausea as blowing snow turned a road trip into a boat ride on a vertiginous white sea.

But perseverance earned me a beautiful western sunset, which turned the snow purple and sped me to Utah. I’ve shacked up in Park City and am going in search of freshies tomorrow.

Revisited my alma mater today. Ten years on, the area has grown tremendously but the town and campus are mostly the same. Foss Drug, the Ace Hi, Woody’s Pizza, the Buffalo Rose — all still there. Mostly, I was happy to find the Golden City Brewery still selling their Red Ale, so I’m stocked up on that. Seeing Mines again brought back memories… (cue wavy blur flashback effect)…

I wish I had a barrel of rum and sugar three hundred pounds, The college bell to mix it in and clapper to stir it round. Like every honest fellow, I take my whisky clear, I’m a rambling wreck from Golden Tech, a helluva engineer. A helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva engineer, A helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva, helluva engineer, Like every honest fellow, I take my whisky clear, I’m a rambling wreck from Golden Tech, a helluva engineer. And if I had a daughter, I’d dress her up in green, I’d send her up to Boulder to Coach the football team, But if I had a son, sir, I’ll tell you what he’d do, He’d yell “To hell with Boulder,” like his daddy used to do. He’d yell “To hell with Boulder,” like his daddy used to do. He’d yell “To hell with Boulder,” like his daddy used to do. But if I had a son, sir, I’ll tell you what he’d do, He’d yell “To hell with Boulder,” like his daddy used to do. Now here we have the mining man, in either hand a gun. He’s not afraid of anything, and he’s never known to run. He dearly loves his whisky, and he dearly loves his beer, He’s a shooting, fighting, dynamiting mining engineer. A shooting, fighting, dynamiting mining engineer. A shooting, fighting, dynamiting mining engineer. He dearly loves his whisky, and he dearly loves his beer. He’s a shooting, fighting, dynamiting mining engineer.

Had me some tasty free-range, organic, shot by Nate, cooked by Laura elk brats for dinner, and stole some of Laura’s books for the road. I’ll be staying with my Aunt & Uncle for another day, but it should be said that Laura and Nate’s hospitality was worth the 1,000 mile drive and then some. So thanks for putting me up with me.

After two months of dealing with the worst TV repair place ever (All Brand Electronics, Greenfield, PA), the beast is dead. So if you need parts for a Hitachi 51UWX20B projection TV let me know. Click the photos for bigger pictures…

	Front speaker grill. Make me an offer.
	Rear projection mirror. Make me an offer.
	Front screen. Make me an offer.
	DP2X sensor board. Free.