5.25.2008

provisional post 3: wade's idiosyncracies

this is wade.
wade

wade has idiosyncracies. these include (but are certainly not limited to):
  • his inability to drive
  • his perfectionism when it comes to hair
  • his penchant for hiding behind things in pictures
  • his inability to take anything in pill form
first, i'll address his inability to drive as it pertains to our current situation on the road. gabe and i knew what we were getting into. we would have to split driving during the trip while wade offered moral support from the passengers seat. i think what we didn't realize was how DAMN LONG some of these drives would be. having a third guy to drive would have been a good thing - evidenced by the forthcoming "things we never heard wade say on this trip," list.

"no need to sleep in the car in nevada, boys, i'll take this one on through the night!"
"so jeff, that crippling narcolepsy of yours seems to be giving you trouble. i'll take the wheel if you need it."
"guys - you just sit back and enjoy the scenery on ca-1. i'll drive these treacherous turns butting right up on cliff sides."

wade's perfect hair really has no interesting components to it, aside from its perfect part (on the right side of his head) and the luxurious and unchanging way his hair falls on his forehead.

wade's cat-like sense of curiousity is on full display in some of our state sign pictures. he hides behind poles, peering out at the camera like a sly siamese. this is more endearing than anything else.

finally, wade can't take anything in pill form. the last time he attempted to take a pill was in yemen, and that was out of utter necessity. he describes the experience thusly: "it sucked." he gets by with nose spray, dayquil, and pepto bismol.

all these things aside, wade is really a great person. he's helped me through some particularly difficult times. he's also the most gracious of the group in terms of thanking our hosts and interacting with people in general, always asking "how are you today," of the convenience store and restaurant cashiers, striking up conversations with random folks at bars in wyoming (the nature of which was a bit sinister, but we'll forget that for now), and offering consoling to sam when his mom had to have her thumb tip cut off. the trip, and life in general, would definitely suck without wade around. and ladies - he's available.

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