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On Episode Eight, our heroes get mentally prepared for the long road ahead. Robert Evans from Behind The Bastards gives us a prompt that make us one with the road, and Matt moves to Times Square.
Our Music: The Narcissist Cookbook
Bug Hunter
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-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW --
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Challenge: "Driving so long you become one with the road"
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BUG'S SONG
Title: On The Morning Commute
Lyrics:
On the Morning Commute
Sing along with the tune
I can throw on a podcast, a radio broadcast
all the things I can do on the morning commute
The beginning of the day is easy, I have a list of tasks to do
Get up, brush teeth, make toast, eat toast, make bed, don't eat bed
get dressed (required), comb hair (that one is optional)
plenty of structure...
and likewise my work day is a breeze
between meetings that should have been emails
and emails that protect me from meetings
I am stimulated all day, left and right and from every
corner of my cubicle, a beautiful hectic chaos that
keeps my mind racing and taken up with TODO's
but its that half hour in between...
that damn morning commute
Sing along with the tune
I can throw on a podcast, a radio broadcast
all the things I can do on the morning commute
You know, we don't use what scientists call our "Active" brain when we drive?
It's why we can hold conversations with passengers (or illegally as I found out, on cell phones)
or completely space out and realize 10 minutes and 12 miles down the road
And thats where you find me. Nowhere to run.
Can't even use my hands to defend myself
No amount of NPR or Arianna Grande can drown you out
no crosswords to keep my attention locked down, and you know it
You say "haha! your melatonin might've saved you last night, but you're
legally locked into conciousness now, 30 minutes locked in a Mazda
with nothing to properly stop ya, so you should buckle up bud, I've come here to haunt ya
So I snuck out last night and went to town like the Grinch of Suburbia
Climbing every traffic light and shaking the red and yellow glitter out of each one,
flipping every stop sign around to it's "Go-Side",
a couple well-place cones and now we have TWO northbound freeways and everyone else
going south can just use waze or something
Because I am getting this over with
I painted over all the lane dividers on the way to work
and had enough black paint leftover to paint a tunnel on a cliff as
a shortcut to shave off another seven minutes... funny, isn't it?
It took a drive to make me learn my limits
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MATT'S SONG
Title: White Line
Lyrics:
low fuel light's been on for days
i haven't seen another car
since i passed petrol station
must have a week or more
i punched in your address but
i don't think i remember you
objects in the mirror disappear as they slip out of view
i haven't stopped the car in so long i can't even tell
leave it long enough you turn in to somebody else