where the sun don't ever shine

hey folks, am in deadwood, south dakota visiting the most super casinoed up shoot out wild west town i've ever seen. then again, i've only seen this one. it's hella packed with those gliched out men in suits and walkie ear bud things like all new fangled small town casino rackets are. crazy! wooden facades, calamity jane spottings, all of it.

so ya, driving's been great. beautiful, beautiful american roadside - fluffy clouds, bison, big grasses, concrete dinosaurs, patriotic shrines, ice cream, outsider metal statues on distant hills...que up 'i had the time of my life' from dirty dancing, only my patrick s. for this trip is the big mr. gabe, epic battler and stoic 'i'll drive till 5 am' boy of my westward expansion/manifest destiny adventure. we're not there yet, either. can't believe we left thursday. many things to think and say when sitting at a less ridiculous portal than this.

sorry, btw, if you've been trying to call. cell phone doesn't work in the land of the brave.