iowa.. iowa.. there are definitely hills in iowa. go dar! unfortunately, dar, there are no nipples. i happen to like nipples more than hills.. but i like girls regardless. besides, iowa is outright peculiar. i mean, it is pretty and quaint and hot as hell. there is only one main route through iowa (gotta love rt. 80).

he and i are still on the road, partway ‘cross the country at this point. top’s down (although we see clouds ahead and are a bit worried). i have interested burn marks across my shoulders and my hair has lightened from the sun. we just passed a crop-duster – something i had never seen before. it is a plane that drops fertilizer on crops. very cool. plenty oh moo-cows and truckers. i made the mistake of going into a truck stop in my bikini. oops. male oogles. he said i would be terrified of the men’s bathroom. i don’t think i want to find out.

conversation is peculiar. we are both realizing various stressors on this trip. i mean, this is not a trip outta pure fun and excitement.. it is a trip with a purpose and that purpose is kinda depressing. knowing that when we get to the other side, we have to part.. it is a very surreal feeling. we are both craving colorado and the potential last fling before reality hits. very trippy.. very peculiar.

last nite, we logged in to the network via the telephone in our “motel 6” only to discover a friend online and a very passionate message in each of our mailboxes. a friend that i thought has lost his passion, who i thought had become dulled by life, suddenly showed himself once more in his simple message. ahh… i look forward to see where this goes to.

today is a happy day… douglas adam is reading “life, the universe and everything” through our cassette player. this makes any uncomfortable tension disappear.

midwestern pickup lines used on me today:

– hey baby, i can pay for that.. (taking out his bills in a wad as i searched for a good book on tape)
– i got pulled over last nite

drove through nebraska bare breasted… definitely the way to travel.