Day 15: Art teaches us to see into things. Folk art and kitsch allow us to see outward from within things. – WB

Most folk art I’ve seen is exhibited at the artist’s home. For me, that makes it more intimate. I’m seeing what’s inside them in a place where they are most comfortable. They’ve arranged all the pieces instead of some museum employee. Almost every aspect of the experience is created by the artist. Often these artists aren’t classically trained so their work is uninhibited by rules or structure that other artists might feel constrained by. Today I was able to visit two folk artists’ work.

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Day 14: Thanks to the interstate highway system, it is now possible to travel from coast to coast without seeing anything. – CK

Today I drove from the middle of Utah to the middle of southern Colorado. I drove through the Jeep Mecca, Moab, and through the Uncompahgre, San Juan, and Rio Grande National Forests. Today was the worst day of my trip so far. That being said, a bad vacation day still trumps a mediocre work day. If only all my bad days were like this. Either way there might be some whining in the post below. Don’t like it? Don’t read it.

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Day 13: I stayed in a really old hotel last night. They sent me a wake-up letter. – SW

I survived the Clown Motel! There’s a lot that can be said for it but I think it’s better if everyone experiences it for themselves. No database system, no confirmation emails, leaving keys under mats, next to a 100 year old cemetery, sketchy bathroom. This place has it all…or rather has nothing…I don’t know, man, just stay there and figure it out for yourself.

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Day 11: In the U.S., you have to be a deviant or die of boredom. – WB

I’m over halfway through my trip and tomorrow morning I leave Howard’s house. I have a lot to look forward to, but I’m a little bummed everything is moving this quickly. This post will be quick. I want to hang out with Howard for a bit then turn in early. The goal is to be on the road to Nevada by 7:00am.

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Day 10: One thing about living in Santa Carla I never could stomach; all the damn vampires.

Today was fantastic! The weather never got higher than the mid 70s, it was sunny, and we ate well. A lot of the day was spent in traffic, but the places we ended up at were great. A good bit of the day was walking around Santa Cruz, one of the filming locations for The Lost Boys. I didn’t see any vampires, but I do have an awesome picture to share below.

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Day 9: Bad decisions make good stories.

Overall I think Howard and I were good kids. So why is it when I think of him, I think of hs graduation 001getting shot by BB guns, being caught on fire from coffee-mate explosions, the sound of exploding light bulbs, pee limit signs, and 1996 AOL phishing schemes? We both turned into fairly successful men. We’re educated and have been consistently employed. In my head though, I still see us as idiots doing our best to hurt ourselves in the name of fun. I haven’t seen Howard in too many years and I’m really happy to be spending this weekend at his house.

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Day 8: What I say is that, if a fellow really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow. – AAM

Fact: Idaho = Potatoes. There’s no getting around it. That’s why, even though I love animals, I had to sacrifice feeding baby bears in order to get a true potato experience. My first two stops today exemplify the theme of this trip perfectly. I’ve now traveled thousands of miles to look at potatoes and clean things.

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Day 7: And I guess that was your accomplice in the wood chipper.

Today was my longest day of driving. I started in Fergus Falls, MN and ended in Bozeman, MT. Early in the day I got to see the wood chipper from Fargo. Sitting in my room, I feel like I’ve been passed through it. Originally this part of my trip was split into 2 days, but for the sake of spending an extra day with my friend Howard, I decided I could drive 15 hours through some of God’s most boring scenery.

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Day 6: Dad, we wanna see the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota. – WAY

After 4 great nights in Wisconsin, I move on. I wish I could get paid to drive around and see all these silly places. I could easily spend a month exploring Wisconsin and all its weirdness. To be honest though, I was getting a bit itchy to move on. All of this driving is tiring but suits me. The plan for today was to make it to the west side of Minnesota. It’s been several years since I’ve been to Minnesota and I’m happy to be back for the day.

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