The Amazing Adventures of a Zoobroker and a Sentiographer
Today we're cruising 439 miles from Salt Lake City to Cheyenne, NV. It's our last big drive ... passing through the Rockies again. When I get to this point in a road trip, with the end in sight, I start having thoughts of quitting my job, getting the Airstream and exploring our great, yet slightly fucked up, continent. Or maybe some other continent.
Well, enjoy this blurry, tiny picture of us checking out an insanely sexy Mormon checking out [of the hotel]: We like girls who wear vests.
... Or did SLC really have the hottest and most fun women we've encountered on this road trip? I vaguely remember 4 or 5 sexy women in Denny's at 1am. I wasn't tipsy ... Its just hard to believe ...
We went to Club 91 in Pocatello after dinner, thinking this might be a good place to have my first lap dance in a long time ... Well, this place was a pretty harsh dive, boring to boot. At least we got these chips as souvenirs.
My advice? Unless you like your bikini-wearing women looking like they were recently preggers, move on.
Well, Omaha was kind to us... first we blogged (in the space of an hour) ...
And then headed out to the bar after dinner ...
And Zoo and I met Lauren, Amy and Lauren at Billy Frog's ...
... the coolest bar open in Omaha on this Saturday night.
Where minors are not allowed...
A typical response to the Zoo Broker's pickup lines...
Then shots were had..
... and good times followed ...
The big guns were brought out...
And the age was verified...
Things could be worse...
"I swear her ID said 21..."
