Grand Canyon Travelers: Adam and David i was only saying yes for one day and i will tell you where it got me - to the grand canyon.  my girlfriend was headed there with a photographer she knows, and they were going out to shoot some photos of the sunset over the canyon. the day before she was to leave, she asked me if i wanted to come, not expecting me to say yes. that being my yes day, of course i complied. the next night i felt like an adventure anyhow, but had given up on the idea of the grand canyon since it was more than 12 hours by car.  so me and d-squared decided to choose our random adventure in the following way: we called up the 3 most recent girls we had kissed, asked each of them to choose a number between 0 and 9.  the girls were surprisingly cool about this.  then we arranged the girls names alphabetically, and assigned the numbers in that order to create a zip-code from that sequence (with a 9 in front to keep it to the west coast.) we tried several combos (from back to front etc.) and finally found two...one in rialto, california and one in bend, oregon.  we realized in looking at the map that rialto was not far from death valley. we discussed this fact, and then d2 said he wanted to either go to death valley or someplace he could drive through a tree. after searching a little, we decided on sequoia national park, only 4 hours away. i went to go get some money from the bank, and told d2 to make ready. i got back and in the time it had taken me, d2 had taken 4 shots or more of vodka. i asked him if he still wanted to travel, and he said "i am drunk adam - save for a homosexual act, i would say yes to anything you ask."      so at about 1am we left. the day before i had only 2 hours of sleep, so naturally at this time i was ready to crash, but on the way out d2 downed three more shots, therefore he was in no condition to drive anywhere. he fixed that by supplying me with some kind of drug for narcoleptics. apparantly his parents are so overly medicated that they need medicine to prevent from falling asleep, thus this stuff (which incidentally worked like a charm.) we stopped at his house to get keys to a cabin he had in arizona, and to buy energy drinks. at this point he was drunk enough to be babbling nonsensically to me, harassing the checkout clerk, and encouraging me to run every red light. we got on the freeway, and d2 mentioned something about peeing on roadtrips...i couldnt really make out what he was saying, but before i knew it he had rolled down the window and was peeing out the side. we pulled up next to another car on 101 and the woman caught a full view of d2 peeing toward her car. i slowed down to keep pace with her so that d2 might be embarassed but all i could hear was laughter. then something that defies the laws of physics happened. somehow despite going 80mph, d2 got some pee onto the windshield. we still cant explain it, but he also got it all over the dashboard, and his own sweatshirt, which he used to clean the dashboard.         little much of consequence happened on the way, except for mad sing-a-longs, stopping for breakfast and annoying the breakfast lady who was stressed out from the breakfast rush (which in this desert town consisted of 4 cars.) we discussed wierd stuff wich just got wierder the more tired we became. once in arizona, i sped through the desert often times at 100 plus mph, until i got pulled over for going 98. i was a little worried, especially when the officer told me i could be arrested for such speeds, but as soon as i gave him my registration he let me off the hook saying, "i'm gonna' let you go cuz you got an honest face." i continued on to the canyon at 80mph instead.     we arrived at the canyon around 11:30 or so, so i guess we shaved some time off our trip by speeding. somehow quite miraculously we found ami and michiko within 5 minutes of entering the park, when we stopped to go to the bathroom.  the four of us spent the day killing time 'til sunset, walking around the park, talking about perverted things, and peeing in the woods (even the girls.) finally sunset came and we found the perfect spot for it, but all of us were so incredibly tired we all fell asleep on and off the entire time, except d2 who talked ad nauseum about winnie the pooh. as soon as the sun went down we exited the park and made our way to flagstaff. the gaslight came on as i left the park, but i pushed my car to make it the 50 miles to flagstaff with no gas. i was afraid it wouldnt do it, but we were in a risky mood and were rewarded with no incident. in flagstaff we stopped at a denny's and got some breakfast/dinner. the waitress complained about being really tired, which i couldnt have been more empathetic toward. i had driven the entire 12 hours, and so by this time i had been up around 30 some hours with only 2 hours of sleep before that. we goofed off there and ate lots of imitation sugar packets while d2 called his long lost brother who he hadnt seen in years to make arrangements to stay at his place in phoenix. we made our way down a few more hours and the place was super nice. d2's brother and sister-in-law were really warm and hospital and a more upscale redneck sort of way. of course this didnt stop me from having sex on their couch once d2 drank enough to fall into a sort of snoring that cna only happen when somebody is drunk. we actually began before he was asleep, ever so slowly and carefully, and then became much more bold and brazen when he began snoring.     we woke up the next morning at 8am to the sound of bacon sizzling and eggs toast being buttered. we got up and had some breakfast while d2 slipped off the store with his brother. they were gone a while, and when they came back d2 kept saying he had lost his breakfast. i kept redirecting him to where it was, on the counter where he had placed it. it had not moved once, but for some reason he wasnt able to remember where it was. later i found out it was because he had smoked weed with his brother when they left to get groceries, which also explained why they were so long about it. we thanked them for the alcohol, breakfast and hospitality and after looking at their new home they were building, we took off back to los angeles. on the way back i stopped to get some gas, and d2 went in to buy more snacks. he came out with two tall-boys, but wide like a fosters can and drank them on the spot while I filled-up. this had two immediate consequences - 1) d2 began talking crazy again, and 2)he had to pee, which led him to peeing in bottles and throwing them out the window. we made a pitstop eventually to take some photos next to a bit siguaro cactus.       as we entered the greater los angeles area, we came through the city of rialto, and d2 and i were amazed and excited to see that we had really reached our orignial destination. we got into santa monica early afternoon and spent the day lazily relaxing at ami's house. we ordered some thai food to be delivered, and drank some beers. finally me and d2 made the trip back around 10 or 11 that night. at some point d2 switched over to take the wheel, at which point i resorted to peeing a bottle and throwing it out the window. we pulled in finally that morning at around 4 or 5, at which point i got my hour of sleep and took for work. on the way back we decided that i would wear a rock in my shoe for a month if d2 would agree to take the "yes" only challenge, as well as a "no" only challenge.  the gift is passed on.

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