Long hard road out of hell
I have no idea where we are right now. Utah? Nevada? Whatever. We're definitely not in Kansas anymore. And who's idea was this anyway?
After driving, filming and flopping around in the desert all day, we finally stopped at a truck stop for something to eat. I've forgotten what food tastes like, and after eating truck stop food, I still can't remember. While here, I also took the opportunity to wash a little of the grime away. Despite several layers of dirt covering my entire body and a coating of theatrical blood on my face and chest (it's only corn syrup and red food coloring), I think my nose got a little sunburned. Damn it all.
Aside from all that, it's been fun. No, really. It has.
After driving, filming and flopping around in the desert all day, we finally stopped at a truck stop for something to eat. I've forgotten what food tastes like, and after eating truck stop food, I still can't remember. While here, I also took the opportunity to wash a little of the grime away. Despite several layers of dirt covering my entire body and a coating of theatrical blood on my face and chest (it's only corn syrup and red food coloring), I think my nose got a little sunburned. Damn it all.
Aside from all that, it's been fun. No, really. It has.