All we wanted was some Dominos pizza. And those delicious cinna-stix... However, there is not a Dominos in Pullman. We had to venture to Moscow to attain such goods. This is where the adventure starts. We didn't know where the Dominos was, but we figured we knew our way around the town enough that we could eventually find it.

There was much fault in our logic.

While driving around, I spotted a Dominos sign across the street from our favorite pet store. We examined the scene - but there was no pizza place. We drove around the block and looked over the grounds again... still no pizza place. Then we went to the grocery store to beat some directions out of someone. We spotted our victim - an old lady. She gave very vague directions that lead us back to the first place we were. We decided to look harder around the area. But the damn Dominos just wasn't there. We were pissed. We lowered ourselves to ask some shady characters at the gas station. Upon following their directions we started to think that we were just idiots for attempting this dinner venture... Or maybe the shady characters were just breathing in too much gasoline fumes.

Our last effort came when we stopped at Otto's produce barn. We had no intentions of purchasing produce, we just wanted to ask Otto for some directions. To our suprise, Otto delivered the goods! We finally found Dominos!

But now, we had to wait 15 min to receive our pizza... drat... Well, we decided to sight-see around the Vandal Campus. And boy, are they living large over there! They have all these neat, really old-looking buildings and nice big trees around campus. Even their greek row was nice. To top it off, we were totally impressed by a random stair case. And we're not easily impressed...

Lastly, I think I could eat about 20 packages of that icing for the cinna-stix before vomiting violently...




Slapped up here on 7/26/2002 06:30:00 PM by: Me, Suzy...