Jersey Sore: P&Q Hits The Road

The curtain rises on a vast primitive wasteland, not unlike certain parts of New Jersey. ~Woody Allen

Today marks several unique milestones in the brief history of P&Q. It’s a) the first time I’ve done a post away from my home base, b) the first time I’ve been sitting ruing the fact that while I could have been seeing Dirk Benedict and Dwight Schultz, I sit on the brink of an early winter storm, and c) certainly the only time I’ve wanted to strangle an urban planner for making me late for dinner and the decisive Game 7 of the World Series. You know, the really important stuff.

That being said, P&Q’s inaugural road trip has gotten off to an interesting start. The great part is I’ve gotten to meet, at last, a long-term e-pal of mine after two years. I’d say that alone has made the voyage worthwhile. (She knows who she is and I won’t embarrass her here.) But, like any of my ventures into the unknown, there are always twists and turns. Like a Choose Your Own Adventure book. In just under 24 hours I’ve experienced the following:

*A World Series Game 6 that redefined, in my mind, the word “epic.” I’ve seen Buckner and I’ve seen the Subway Series and Joe Carter’s home run…but nothing quite like last night’s eleven turbulent innings capped off by a walk-off homer from David Freese, putting my Rangers in 7 prediction in serious jeopardy, 

* Resulting from said game, less than half my normal sleep allotment and some wonky dreams involving one of my former co-workers,

* About six million missed turns on those user-friendly (&%^$@!) New Jersey roadways, the Bates Motel version of McDonalds, and two fellow motorists cutting me off,

* A weird little rendition of the Time Warp as I visited the site of my freshman year of college, 15 years later,

* The Sta-Puft Marshmallow Man wandering happily through a charming Pennsylvania suburb,

* Half a dozen charming old rickety Victorian houses I could imagine owning and renovating into Beetlejuice-style B&Bs for the Goth set,

* A reminder of how much I’d missed Dunkin’ Donuts coffee, Mallo Cups, and birch beer,

* Some definite WTF moments involving a plethora of Ben Roethlisberger bobblehead dolls,

* The kinds of funky old-school architecture I love, that might get razed for a new bunch of McMansions back home,

* A phantom glimpse at the first and only roller coaster I ever rode through a growing twilight,

*An unexpected, sudden pang of sadness in my heart as I looked at my first post-9/11 Manhattan skyline from an airplane window,

* Several needed reminders: that friendship is one of the most precious gifts we have, that NaNoWriMo is right (write?) around the corner and I still have no idea what I’ll write about, and next time I book a vacation, I’m making it longer and making sacrifices to the weather gods ahead of time.

Oh, and did I mention we’re supposed to be right in the bull’s-eye of a premature winter storm on the one full day we have to go exploring? Looks like a lot of tricks and not nearly enough treats. Still…have my best pal with me, Chinese food, and the last game of the World Series on a massive 20-inch screen.

Things are looking up already, even if I am still in New Jersey.

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~ by Howlin' Mad Heather on October 29, 2011.

4 Responses to “Jersey Sore: P&Q Hits The Road”

  1. Enjoy your trip and the game. I’m in the same boat you are–sleep deprived and emotionally exhausted. 🙂

    I would’t start worrying until the Stay-Puft man starts doing the Time Warp with the sand worm. THEN you’ve got issues.

  2. OMG, Game 6 of the series was epic! It started off kinda hit and miss but the runs were still coming, I was on the edge of my seat by the 8th inning. Craziness ><

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