Looks like we're nearing Big D, so I better throw in a quick (guess again) snapshot of Days 2 and 3 of our Journey to get ya'll up to speed before getting to TMA Headquarters.
"The Dam, The Hole & the Aliens"
Hoover Dam – it was, well, exactly what you'd expect from a dam. Not too many surprises there. It helps control water. Congrats- you're officially an expert on dams.
Next topic. In fact, I just think 'the Hoov' took the same long, desert-filled drive we're on and was like "wow- if we don't stick SOMETHING here, people might actually try killing themselves or develop a severe case of depression before they reach their next destination. This won't be good for anyone."And that's the story of the Hoover Dam.
(wait, I haven't dropped a few key words yet in these emails…..ok here: "The Hoover Dam most likely took a lot of teamwork to complete. OR… ONE, unbelievably strong and ambitious man"….There. Perfect.)
Grand Canyon – similar story, except unlike the Dam, it was actually cool. I'll even say beautiful. But then Matt and Tommy started holding hands, and I decided we had enough sight-seeing for the day. I don't remember seeing that turn on our map towards Greatness.Quote of Day 2: Referring to what cows must be thinking every day they wake up, since there's not much out there in this world for them, besides, well, standing around…
"Today's objective…Exist."
Followed by Tommy's insight on the locals: "I think the people out here probably have the same thoughts."
Moral of the story: We humans have it pretty good. You can write that golden nugget of information down, too.
After a quick pit stop to sleep in Albuquerque Tuesday night (transitioning to Day 3), it was alien time, and Paula was happier than a fat kid on Halloween (not like 'me fat'; we're talking 'Chunk from The Goonies fat'. She was THAT excited). I would be too though if I were visiting family. Just kidding (Paula, you silly ipsh!y, you). We were visiting the Gimlers.
Oh, in case you're wondering what "Alien Time" means, I'm referring to Roswell, New Mexico, home of CRAZY. Seriously, it's the home of the International UFO Museum and Research Center. The entire town is in on it, as they financially feast on helpless people like ourselves, so strung out from the desert that yes, we WILL believe them when they tell us aliens chose THEIR town to inhabit. Cuz if I'm an alien, I'm really thinking Roswell, New Mexico is the place to be.We then proceeded to purchase $200 worth of souveniers at the UFO Museum Gift Shop. We were helpless under their commerce-enticing powers. Aliens: 1. TMA's Little Urban Achievers: Zero.
(PS What's THAT conversation like before the aliens land in New Mexico anyway? Alien 1: "Let's go to New York City or L.A." Alien 2: "BORING." Alien 1: "Ok, Roswell, New Mexico it is. You win. You always do…")
Anyway, the last stop on our trip Wednesday was visiting the bar in Odessa, Texas. That's right – THE bar. Some things are better left unsaid. Let's just all take a quick timeout as a company and thank God we're not from Odessa. (and I apologize to anyone from Odessa, but let's be serious, there's NO way you can read anyway.)Well we can see the Dallas skyline now, so I'll sign off and conclude this daily dosage of what TMA's Little Urban Achievers are up to. We'll post some pictures and videos as soon as possible to give a little better insight into the rambling I've been able to provide via email.
Otherwise, its Dallas office today, Lake Day tomorrow, and Team
Awesome will take the reigns after that. Until then. Good talk. See ya out there.Yours forever,
TMA's Little Urban Achievers Email Correspondent,
~Kevin Andounian
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