| He's baaaaaaaack! Since the advent of the wheel in the early 19th century, man has employed its round invention for many usues, one of which being transportation. I believe it was John Edward van Truckerson (the late Dutch visionary who is most often credited with inventing the truck), who said, "In the throws of adversity, the truck will stand supreme as the workhorse of the century in which mankind finds itself weaning towards the imperialistic foundings which have so hounded the acerbic rhetoric upon which the world's economy has been based." Or something like that. Now you may ask yourself, "myself - what exactly is he trying to say?" And as far as we here at The Best Web Site Ever have been able to figure, we have no idea. So just sit back, relax, put on your best trucker hat, and have a gander at what some are calling the Best Road Trip Ever. |
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| Tuesday, May 18, 2004 DAY ONE |
| After falling asleep in the terminal for two hours while waiting for his plane to leave Salt Lake City, Corey awakes abrubtly and has a mild heart attack, thinking that his plane left without him. Corey then realizes that he was the best thing that ever happened to the plane, and that it would never leave him. Corey was right. |
| Corey is deep in thought as he ponders the question which has plagued mankind for millenia. Shouldn't Kansas City be in...Kansas? |
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| Wednesday, May 19, 2004 DAY 2 |
| Brooklyn was up all too early Wednesday morning, getting ready to see her daddy for the first time in several months. Everyone was excited. |
| Because she is both the Princess and Queen of Sheba, Brooklyn was ported about the entire day on Corey's shoulders. But luckily Corey has huge muscles and so it wasn't a problem. Well, that and the fact that Brooklyn only weighs 40 pounds. |
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| Robby's graduation ceremony started at 9 a.m. By 8:30, it was already hotter than hell (literally), and so humid inside the non-air-conditioned building that it almost started to rain. |
| Charming, aren't they? |
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| Because of Brooklyn's age and Corey's lack of maturity, the two of them thought that the best thing to do while waiting for the ceremony to start was to make absurd faces and, naturally, take pictures of them. |
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| Look closely and you can see Robby. He's on the left hand side in the green pants and light green shirt. |
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| Thursday, May 20, 2004 DAY THREE |
| After a quick stop at McDonald's, eveyone hopped in the van and took Corey to the airport for the final leg of his journey. Brooklyn likes to drink milk. |
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| The Rizza and the Cizza. Two baaaaaaaaaad mutha - shut mo mouth! |
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| Major Payne and Sergeant Pepper were two of Robby's buddies in Basic Training. Robby and these two dudes used to kill people just because they didn't have anything better to do. |
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| It is important to remember that Robby VOLUNTEERED to live here. |
| After taking his cramped Southwest flight that carried him from Louisville to Atlanta to Baton Rouge to Houston to Dallas, Corey hopped in his 15 foot long. 10.5 foot high, Peep Yellow party wagon and began his long, lonely trip. |
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| Corey's first gas stop was in Igottagetthehelloutoftexas, Texas, and provided him with two interesting experiences - the dirtiest bathroom Corey had ever seen, and the sweetest hat Corey would ever purchase. |
| Friday, May 21, 2004 DAY FOUR |
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| After staying the night in Hope, Arkansas (That's right! The birthplace of President Slick Willy Clinton!), Corey woke up at the crack of noon and headed out. In order to save time, Corey fueled himself on the road with the portable Breakfast of Champions. With cupcakes for energy and OJ to fight scurvy, Corey was set for a fierce day of travel. |
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| Corey is an alert and defensive driver. |
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| Monotony hit Corey early in the trip, so he decided that to pass the time more quickly, he would see how high he could count. This exercise was ended rather abruptly when Corey couldn't remember what comes after two. |
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| Sometimes his goofy smile pops out for no reason. |
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| Along with what would be totalled as 39 rolls of Mentos and 19 liters of Mountain Dew, Corey stopped twice at The Waffle House, which is the single most delicious restaurant on the face of the planet. Corey enjoyed their strawberry waffles, hot grits, and greasy bacon every time he went. |
| Saturday, May 22, 2004 DAY FIVE |
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| After driving until around 3 a.m., Corey stopped off in some podunk town in sourthern Virginia and slept a couple of hours before beginning the final arm of his journey. At this point of his travels, Corey had seen an astounding array of roadkill, including, but not limited to: snakes, giant frogs, armadillos, possums, cats, yeti, and what looked like a legless giraffe. |
| Corey found Virginia to be...long. |
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| After dealing with two parking attendants who spoke only gibberish, Corey dropped off his beloved wagon at Union Station in Washington D.C., and was picked up by Sue and Lier shortly thereafter. Corey arrived safely in Provo, Utah the next day, and has been recuperating ever since. |