I woke up to find myself at a rest stop in Kansas. I took an ad hoc
shower in the restroom using only a sink and a cup.

I got back on the road and headed into Oklahoma. I kept thinking of how
my friend Brandon would yell “Oklahoma! Oklahoma!” like Steve Martin in the
movie “Dirty Rotten Scoundrels.” I stopped at the Oklahoma Trading Post,
looking for any cool cowboy gear. I was looking for one of those neat poncho
things that Alex has. They didn’t have any.

I can’t remember anything interesting about Oklahoma, so I’ll just jump ahead
to Texas. Texas is a beautiful state and I think I liked it the most out of
all the others I had seen. It is huge and full of variety: forests, seashore
and desert. I wish I could have seen the desert, but there was no time.

As I approached Dallas, my mind played the theme to the TV show. I wanted
to stop in the city, but the traffic was so insane and frightening that I
decided to just keep on going towards Houston.

Two hours north of Houston I stopped to call Jeff and Alex. I was feeling
lonely and wanted to hear a familiar voice. I also wanted to hear Alex
freaking out when I told him where I was. I was not disappointed and it
made the whole trip worthwhile just to hear him go off. Jeff just said,
“What the fuck, dude?” Alex asked me to get him some water from the ocean.

I hung up and was heading back to my car which was parked beside the
convenience store. I noticed something on the ground. While on the phone
I had noticed something before and my mind had for some reason decided they
were rabbit droppings. Why I thought that was perfectly reasonable, I don’t
know. Upon closer inspection I saw that what I was looking at was
several hundred dead roaches lying on the sidewalk. I got into my car and fled.

By the time I made it to Houston, it was late and I was very tired. I
pulled into a Wal-Mart parking lot and slept for a while. When I got up
I drove some more to Denny’s and had a late night/early morning breakfast.
Then I slept in the parking lot some more.