Speed Limit = 75 mph, gotta love it!!!

Since I was delayed getting to Montana, I had to stay an extra day. I didn’t work that extra day though; instead I hiked Mount Sentinel, shopped a bit, and walked around. I must say Montana is a pretty fun place, the girls are fairly up front and fun, ahhh country girls… how refreshing, none of the hoittie toittie rich attitude city girl shit. Real girls, where did you all go?
So I guess I do have one little story from Mt. It was 3pm and I was driving to the airport to catch my 5:20 flight. Driving alone the W. Broadway highway and I pass a sign, a sign that says “Every Mothers Nightmare Tattoo Parlour.”
If you know where the rest of this story is going raise your hand. You should know that I am terrified of needles. I have had many bad experiences, all of them revolving around my tougher than leather skin (more stories for that). 4:15 tattoo is done, I swear I’ll never get a tattoo again (but probably will). 4:30 get to the airport and get selected for secondary screening. Do I have something written on my forehead? Nevertheless I make the flight down to Salt Lake City just so I can get back up to Vancouver. More implusiveness to follow likely.