"You smell that? It's Reno"

Yea that's right Reno smells and not in a good way. Part of the reason is b/c Dans has more grease on his hands then Jiffy Lube. Every night spot we tried going into had crazy lines but Dans was able to throw a little grease to get us in right away.

But as for Reno, it's definitely a poor man's Vegas complete with flashing lights, hilbilly degenerates and prostitutes. But hey, if it felt like Vegas we might as well try to go as if it was Vegas. Not sure where we ended up but before we knew it we're stumbling back to the hotel room at 430 in the morning. Hit up some good spots with the local crowd, managing to stay away from any girls that were too crazy. Granted I was somewhat intoxicated but thanks to a late night sugestion from some locals also had one of the best burgers I've ever had. We're talking massive greasy burger called an Awful Awful served with a mountain of french fries all for like $7.

I just want to point out that getting a gun in Utah is way to freakin easy! This was good for us though b/c Dans and I were able to complete our mission of shooting some guns - though we opted to stay away from the machine guns. Instead we decided on just going with a 9mm Smith & Wesson. We were both amazed at how easy it is to shoot such a weapon. I mean all you need is about $25 and be able to write your name. All we did was walk into the gun store/range and tell the guy we want to shoot some guns. Seriously, all he asked of us was to write our names and drivers license down on a paper and proceeded to hand us some 9s. There was no verifying any information we wrote. Not only that but people were walking around with guns in their pockets like nothing. Some old man who was buying a holster all of a sudden was just like "let me take out my Roscoe". Pretty frightening that people are just walking around with concealed weapons.



I got to say I was pretty nervous once I had that gun in my hand. Apparently so was Dans cus his other QoD was "don't shoot me!" My apprehension was escalated by the fact that the gun had no safety! Yea, that's right once that clip is in you're just a click a way from pulling a Plaxico. After I got the first shot off it was smooth sailing and fun to just unload. But no worries I have no intention of getting my own. Admittedly though, I didn't do so hot against the target. Dans however managed to get some bullseyes so watch out if you see him walking down the street packing heat.

Lastly, the drive from Salt Lake to Reno wouldn't have been complete without a chat with local law enforcement. This time I decided I'd stop and have a chat with a Nevada state trooper - he was NOT as nice as the Kansas trooper. We even decided to take the conversation outside and chat next to our cars. Its pretty nerve wrecking when a trooper asks you to step outside your vehicle. I had no idea what was in store for me but luckily he just wanted to make it easier to hear each other with all the passing cars. This may have been the first tiem Dans wasn't the one asked to step out of the car. At the end of the conversation I decided I would make a contribution to the state of Nevada. Hopefully we can make it through the last couple hundred miles without any more donations.