So, I'm sitting in my hotel (read: motel) room in Tonopah, Nevada. The a/c is finally cranked up and working and I have internet access (w00t).
The drive down here was reasonably uneventful. We spent the night in Goose Lake National Park, although we didn't have a tent. Basically spread a mat on the grass and a sleeping bag on top of that. I laid there with the full moon hitting my eyes, mosquitos biting my forehead, listening to coyotes yapping in the field nearbye. There was also a huge group of geology students camping nearby, playing a guitar around a campfire.
Awhile later we had a couple quail bounce off our windshield. Good times.
The guy I'm riding with, Butch, is driving a 1969 Chevrolet van. It's covered in cracks, there's holes in the floorboards, there's a doghouse between the front two seats, and the battery only lasts about 300 miles before we have to change it out. Top speed is 60 miles an hour. There's no air conditioning or radio, although there is a large American flag painted on both sides.
Butch is a pretty interesting guy. He's been involved with about six different women, although he says he hates them. He's bald, rides a Harley, and makes wood carvings with a chainsaw (and also with more conventional wood-carving tools). He speaks five languages, has lived in Denmark, France, Italy, England, and New Zealand, and is a journeyman electrician, mechanic, wine connoisseur (sp?) and can write several different types of computer code.
He also always carries a handgun and brought a couple down with him.
The country here is miserable. It's flat, dry, and dusty. There is no grass anywhere, as far as the eye can see, only a few nasty bits of sagebrush and some rock. There are apparently quite a few Indians that live here, and according to my sources, most of them are either drug addicts or drunks. You're not supposed to make eye contact with them, because that would make them mad. I've no idea whether this is true or not, but that's what I've been told.
Today we got paid $15 an hour for about 9 hours of simply driving around, plus a free lunch. Good times. It's also going to take us an hour to drive to where we'll be working, plus an hour back, and we get paid door to door, so we'll only actually be working for eight hours a day but we'll get paid for ten.
I've also been reading The Silmarillion. This will be my first time reading the entire thing straight through, and I'm enjoying it immensely. *slaps Feanor with a dead fish*