Apparently these is a content limit on Xanga that I was never aware of. It won’t let me post anymore in my previous message… so.. here it is. For continuity, read the message below this one first:

Part 4

Sunday

Sunday we had decided to go to the church where the people we met the first night went (which, by the way, is where Brad’s mom and aunt go.) So we had no idea how we were going to get there… but… there was this guy down in the lobby overhearing us asking how to get to the five iron coffee shop thing later that day (the only options the hotel guy had for us were taxi or renting the hotel’s car, which would have been like $50.) Anyway, he said he was going to go there, and that he could give us a ride, and also mentioned that he wanted to go to church, so we told him he could come with us. So he did. His name was Joe, and he was pretty cool. We went to church, which was cool, but a little long. I talked to Brad’s aunt for a few minutes before we left, and from there we went straight to the coffee house thing, which was a lot of fun. Got to talk to pretty much everyone in the bad, as well as get pictures with them. Reese left a hilarious message on Jason Brown’s cell phone “Hi, I found your information in www.gaymatchmaker.com, so, i’m interested, if you want to give me a call back sometime…” something to the effect of that 😉 And Jeff came and sat with us for awhile after we got sick of standing, so that was cool.

Then we went to walk around downtown a bit, cuz we wanted to go to the top of the Wells Fargo building, which, btw, is NOT the tallest building in Denver, and it has NO public observation area. We were lied to on both accounts. 😉 So anyway, instead we walked to the Brown Palace Hotel, which is like.. a really ritzy hotel. We stole roses from them after we walked around it for awhile, so that we could give them to Jeff because she is awesome.

So after that we went to Scum of the Earth, which I really liked a lot. It was an awesome atmosphere, and i thought the message was good in it’s simplicity. It was a very good reminder about not always respecting God enough. They also gave out free shirts which another local church donated to them when they heard about all the five iron fans coming out to denver…. And some free pizza and drinks. Though I only got one piece of pizza. oh well. At the end of the service we gave Jeff her roses, but it was ruined because her stupid boyfriend was there… otherwise she would have been ours! haha.. not really, we just did it to be nice, and her boyfriend actually seemed really cool. She introduced us to him and we talked to him for a couple minutes. Then we went to eat chinese, and then we went back to our room. Joe came back with us because he stayed too late to drive all the way to Tulsa, and so he needed a place to stay for the night. We then all slept.

One more break before the final day is told…. 😉

—–

Part 5

Monday

Ok, I am torn between wanting to write this post and feeling really crappy because I have either like a really bad cold or the flu or something. So I kinda want to go to sleep. But I am going to post this anyway, simply because… I don’t know.. I want to.

We woke up. We sat in the room for awhile. The toilet was clogged. It was disgusting. We left and went to the Republic Plaza, which seems to be the REAL tallest building in Denver, and looked out over the city and mountains. It was great. There is no public observation area their either, but this cool lady let us go into this conference room that no one was in at the time to look at it. Then we went around to a bunch of thrift stores and determined they all sucked pretty bad. Then we went to by far the worst restraunt ever. The fajitas were like… incredibly bland. Keith had said that the food was bad, but described the place as really fun… which it kind of was, in a real stupid way I guess. They did these stupid cheesy shows every 15 minutes, and had some like walk-thru ride things… And the free dessert, which Keith claimed was really good, was even worse then the food! I am bitter at him. I am going to write a very nasty letter. But it was actually a fun time I guess, since we stayed there like 3 hours.

Then we went back to the hotel and crammed all our stuff in Joe’s car cuz we were too late to get a shuttle, and Nick got to ride with my suitcase on him.. heh… (Joe had tons of his stuff in his car since he was going to Tulsa for awhile… he is from Buffalo.) The rest of the trip is really uneventful. I just got on a plane and flew back, and called a few people on my cell while i was waiting for the flights to take off.

Oh, I went to stupid Atlanta again. Apparently once wasn’t enough. 😛

And I hate colds and the flu.
May they be forever destroyed.

Later.

“Keep your eyes open this time,
Just beneath the light, in darkness it will creep
Listen to the whispers now,
The radar says it’s coming as you sleep.

Watch the skies, get down.
AK-47 rounds.
No trace, no sound.
When rodeo comes to your town.

Chorus:
Say Hello to the rodeo
Say goodbye to your stereo
Welcome cowboy,
The rodeo comes
To ride, rope, and destroy.

In the lightless pitch of darkest night,
Trembling you are so afraid.
Hear the spurs, the pounding hoofs explode,
Fragmentations fly from a grenade.

Resist, defy
Shotguns pointed to the sky.
Gather, your nerve.
Choose this day whom you shall serve.”

-“Ride, Rope, and Destroy,” by Guerilla Rodeo

5 thoughts on “”

  1. **i was there when he checked the message. he seemed dumbfounded that reese would leave a message on his phone.

    **I should have gone

    **how did the toilet get clogged? or should i say WHO?

    **this joe fella seems pretty nice. His car was a God-send for you. Did he go by himself??

    **I should have gone.

    **joe would have liked to meet me

    **i would have ridden ON your suitcase

    **and gotten something pierced too so we’d all 3 do it

    **but i guess it’s better that i didnt’

    **because having a girl along would have made your trip quite different

    ** i’m so glad you helped make nick’s bday weekend memorable.

    **but i still should have gone.

  2. Well, speaking of clogged toilets- I happen to know for a fact that one person on the Denver trip also experienced a clogged toilet on a Nicaragua trip. Hmmmm.

  3. wow I don’t think I could tell a story that was even close to as long as this one weekend of yours, even if it was about all 22 years of my whole life 😉 sounds like you had fun.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *