TUESDAY!  Hey!  We're in Ill-i-noise!  Yeah, yeah, we know we woke up in Toledo, Ohio, but now we're two states away and on Central Time, Baby!  The rainy weather was building from the south so we headed west without delay.  We rode fast and furious - well for the first 50 miles - then we rode slow and REALLY FURIOUS the next 250 miles on some B.S. backroad.  We crossed Indiana, ducked under Chicago and are in some dive motel for the night somewhere between Joliet and Moline, Illinois.

Okay, for those of you playing along at home, let's practice talking like people in the Midwest.  Here  goes,  "...say,...you're....not ....from...around...here....are ...you?"  Then the next sentence occupies the next 5  minutes.  Repeat until you get an entire paragraph.  The good news is that nothing happens fast here anyway, so talking fast isn't really necessary.  Anyway, we made into Illinois, waved at Joliet Prison as we passed (home to Jake & Elwood Blues!) and are ready to head north a bit starting tomorrow.

OH!  BIG NEWS!  Last night in Toledo, Ohio, Kevin got his hair cut at Walmart (NOT KIDDING!).  Hey, it's been 8 weeks since we hit the road and his helmet just wasn't fitting right.  Afterward, we went to some local steakhouse/bar for dinner and their mascot (some guy dressed as a giant armadillo) attacked Stacy! (NOT KIDDING AGAIN!).  Afterward, Stacy wanted to stay a few extra days to party with the armadillo and Kevin did too, but his hair probably wouldn't grow fast enough for another Walmart cut (which was GREAT by the way!).  Folks, we're in Somewhere, Illinois, there's a Pizza Hut across the street and a cheap dive bar right down the road.  Guess what happens next?...

      
  Shayla could be makin' $100 a cut if she was in L.A.!                    This is the breast place we could find to eat!

      
       OH!  Doesn't this make you want to visit Indiana?                      Here's why we avoid the interstates in the midwest!