Ramming the Rear End, Alcohol, and some big Hot Italian Sausage...

Back out on the road.
Leaving Las Vegas on Sunday night is always something of an adventure, especially if I'm headed to L.A. for a Monday delivery.
Last night was no exception.
You have several thousand Californians, who come to Vegas to enjoy a weekend of drunken debauchery and of course no one rides together , so every vehicle regardless of size has one person, two max.
Then you add in the ALCOHOL.
Anyho here is the problem.
Special circumstances:
The Dallas Cowboys played the New York Giants in their brand new stadium on Sunday Night Football. The game ends around 9:o0 p.m. (for you football aficionados out there, the cowgirls had their cherry busted and it wasn't pretty) and then the fun starts. Every drunk idiot races to the parking lot and off we go.

For all you Ho's that don't know, there is only one Major road out of Vegas. Its a 15o mile strip of divided 4 lane highway made up of only Desert.
What amazes me is how a vehicle can cross all the rocks, cactus, and sand to make it to the traffic on the opposite side.
Last nights highlights included several EMS vehicles, two helicopter landings, and numerous drunks roaming around in the stopped freeway asking what happened?
Yes, they do ask what happened.
My answer always the same. "They were ramming into each others ass" This is always gets one of two reactions.
So yes I was late and this began my morning. Consignee yelling at the shipper, and thus leading to the kick the cat syndrome. It always ends with saying me very calmly, "I can not control the traffic"
Rest assured Jacobellis Sausage received there supply of dead pork pieces for the "Worlds Greatest Italian Sausage" albeit late.
Something good did come out of delivering to Jacobellis, two very very hot Papi's who shared their big ol' sausage with me. O. M. G. I even took pix of their Sausages. Enjoy.


Let's Ride Ho's

Comments

David Dust said…
Mmmmmmmmmmmm ... SAUSAGE!!!! Or, should I say, "Chorizo"!!!

XOXOXOXO
September 21, 2009 at 4:25 PM
the dogs' mother said…
This reminds me of the eight miles in-between Idaho (where the drinking age was 19) and Washington State (where we went to college). Luckily it was so crowded that kids rarely had the speed to crack themselves up too bad. They have since changed to 21..
September 21, 2009 at 5:21 PM
Dan said…
Riding the sausage!!!!
September 22, 2009 at 6:40 AM
Joy said…
You are such a tease! (I think)
September 22, 2009 at 8:31 PM
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