10.9.02 – fairfield CT, lancaster PA, hagerstown, MD

hagerstown is the middle of nowhere. between the fact that i left my computer’s power cable in yesterday’s hotel, and that my phone is on analog roam, i feel truly cut off from the world. i’m borrowing time from my roomate’s computer now, but this could be my last post for a few days until i figure out how to track down a new AC adapter. answering email could be a bit (more) sporadic as well.

pennsylvania…

…smells funny. the water in the hotel shower smelled like lawn clippings, of all things.

…on route 222, you actually have to drive from virginville to escstacy via intercourse. i’m not making this up.

…road sign on the interstate:

the land of make-believe
next right

…last night, while parking the van, a man in a sedan pulled up by us and motioned for us to roll down window. “is this the host?” he asked us in a monotone. he had that pale,spaced out look of someone in, say, attack of the body-snatchers or something. “umm, this is the ramada,” said adam, gesturing toward the hotel. “do you know where the host is?” the guy repeated. “umm, no, sorry,” we said, and he drove away. adam turned to me. “did that just happen? okay aliens really are taking over lancaster.” i thought there was something strange about that town other than the smell. i decided not to drink the funny-smelling water.