Hello Surf Reporters! This is Virtual Jeff, with my final installment of the week. I’ve enjoyed booting-up for you guys, and hope it hasn’t been too painful. Jeff Classic will be back with you on Monday, unless he’s killed in a catastrophic street cleaner accident, or whatever.
Today’s Question is another classic that’s stood the test of time. I’d like to know who you would most enjoy sharing a cross-country car trip with. Remember, you’ll be in close quarters for many hours per day, for several days in a row. So, please take that into account.
Also, just for fun: who do you think would be the absolute WORST person to travel with? Whoopi Goldberg? Jim Carrey? Who?
Please tell us in the comments link below, and don’t forget to cite the reasons for you decisions. The reasons are the best part. I’ll see you guys again soon.
Goodbye.
Hate to travel by car so I would want a good not annoying companion but both Whoopi and Jim would be annoying
Wow! An hour into the post and I’m the first one?? What’s this world coming to?
TGIF everyone!
I think it would be fun to travel with a few of the Surf Reporter’s. We all have that “special” sense of humor that would stand a 3000 mile road trip. Either that or there may be a few holes in the desert by the time we hit the west coast.
Agreed! there would be nothing like rolling cross country in the “Hoo Ha Winnebago” with a bunch of the surf reporters. We’re a bunh of crazy bastids!
I’d be dead by St. Louis.
Hey…save me a seat in the “Hoo Ha Wagon”. I’ll bring my horn. My grave side manner rendition of taps is to die for. And who doesn’t like to have a good ‘ol campfire sing along with a trumpet player drowning out the crackling fire and scaring the wildlife.
This hoo hoo wagon sounds like a real boss hoss. I’d like a seat in coach unless we need a designated driver.
John
Would have to say Robin Williams. That shtick would get old pretty damn quick.
Yeah, I was going to go with Robin Williams as my “no way in hell” option. Pretty sure I couldn’t spend more than a minute and a half with that guy.
Well, since I hate driving, it’d have to be someone who really knew how to drive AND I could stand and be cool with, so I guess that leaves Steve McQueen and James Garner. Yeah, I know, the most famous of the bunch is probably Paul Newman, but …eh, what the hell, throw him in as well.
Now if I have to drive, the person had better be damned entertaining, so:
Franz Liszt (he could take the whole trip talking about ‘Women I’ve Boned’.)
Rod Argent–he could talk about his new stuff, and I could ask him what the hell he was thinking when he had hair down to his butt and was wearing capes and platform shoes and shit.
Amy Winehouse–heh. She wouldn’t have to worry about rehab with me–no, no, no!
Huh. This is pretty difficult, especially since I’m supposed to be working. . . this makes a nice alternative!
Jack Black would get old, quick.
My list, in no particular order:
Perez Hilton.
Any one person from any of the “Housewives of …” shows.
Any of the Kardashian’s.
Eden Wood, of Toddler’s and Tiaras fame
The fat instructor from Dance Mom’s
Basically any person who has ever been on or hosted a reality TV program (Except Jeff Probst, who is dreamy).
I’d rather have crows peck my eyes out while being bitten by fire ants while listening to disco music on loop.
Gary Busey
If I could resurrect him, I’d drag George Carlin cross country with me.
I think I’d drive into a bridge abutment at 110 MPH if I had to spend a long amount of time cooped up with that Hasselback chick from “The View”. Actually, anyone from that show. Ditto Good Morning America and Matt Lauer.
Robert Wadlow, Robert Hughes and Jeff Kay.
This Robert Hughes……
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Earl_Hughes
I would have James Earl Jones read to me on a long trip! Plus, I think he would be pretty interesting to get to know.
People I would like on a cross-country trip: my dad or brother (I know, cheesy)… a couple of my good friends… Jim Gaffigan, Louis CK, Jimmy Fallon, or Conan O’Brien… Mariano Rivera, Roger Federer, or Pete Sampras. Or just a bunch of hot women.
I would not want to be in the same car with Eninen.
It would be best to do a cross-country car trip by myself. Perhaps I am a bit antisocial, but I’d rather just have a good cache of audio-books and music in the car; and be able to drive whenever I want, stop where/when I want, and eat/sleep/etc whenever and wherever I want. Similarly, I find that fishing alone works best for me as well. Gives me a chance to get inside my own head in a way that my everyday life doesn’t seem to permit. I guess what I’m saying is that I’ve been many places before, but I’ve never been to me…..
Worst people to travel with: David Lee Roth and Gene Rayburn (with or without Charles Nelson Reilly)
Best = Grim from Billy & Mandy
Worst = any fat self-righteous liberal chick who thinks she’s sexy.
Best? Alice Cooper!
Worst? Any of the Jersey Shores cast. I’d wind up in jail for murder.
I would not be at all surprised if the jersey shore cast arrived via Alice Cooper’s mangina.
Worst would be any proselytizing fundamentalist. Best vote goes to my husband – he’s great to travel with.
And Happy Belated Birthday, madz! (Cable was down for a couple of days.) Oh, to be 50 again…
Reba McIntire. Her voice makes me want to vomit, speaking and singing voice. The coach off Dance Moms, anybody off Jersey Shore, Barack Obama, Ross Perot, and of the Kardashians, or anyone who’s been on Hoarders (they might bring fleas into my car.
m….. Oh shit!! I with ya about Reba. I love country music but her voice is piercing. She over-sings everything. Sounds like a sack of cats on the way to the river.
LOL! You’re right! It’s an almost visceral reaction for me. My husband has the same reaction to Celine Dion.
I’d like to take Bono with me just so I could wrap the car around a telephone pole just as he started foolishly prattling about being the savior of the world. Fuck you, Bono. Drink bleach. I’d also like to drive around with Tom Cruise for the same reason.
People I’d consider driving with (without including them in a murder suicide stunt): Gene Hackman, Clint Eastwood, and maybe Jack Nicholson.
Since a redneck already used the Prez as a counter-example, I guess I’d have to choose Mutt Romney, just so I could show him what an actual grocery store looks like.
John
Second choice might be Juggs McCoy, a local interpretive dancer and entrepreneur.
That ugly fucker Steve Buscemi. I love his smile, what can I say.
Off the top of my head…
Best: Jean Shepherd if he were alive
Worst: Mittens Romney, or any other extra-blowhard politician.
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Would rather drive across the country with Romney as opposed to across town with Obama. Where would you put the TelePrompTer?
Just out of curiosity, which TTown are you referring to?
No! Fucking! Way!….Emo Philips.
Way…Ozzie Guillen
Pete Best. Is he still alive? He’s probably got stories.
Yes he’s still alive. Last I heard he rents a small room in the basement at Rino’s house.
***crap…RINGO’s…….crap!!!
Worst: Any Kardashian, reality “star”, politician, Bruce Springsteen
Best: Morgan Freeman or Tom Hanks
P.S. I’m getting married today!
Congratulations, Stephanie! I wish you happiness, health and prosperity.
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Pretty cool Stephanie…Congrats!!!….and you show up here on your wedding morn to goof around a bit. I’d say your husband has a nice catch.
***oh…you’ll marry him but wouldn’t want to ride cross country with him…is that right?
Stephanie…
Your Hubby is a lucky guy. I wish you a lifetime of joy and laughs.
We sorta expect a report on how the wedding night went, but I’m not holding my breath.
John
Much love, laughter and happiness!! And you know you can always pop in here for marital advice if necessary! Hee hee!
Just don’t take my advice if I offer it, mkay?
Belated Congratulations, Stephanie. If you were in the North East you had picture perfect weather for your happy event. Best wishes, Honey!
Thank you, all!
@ dto, I say he’s quite the catch, myself! Oh, and we left the reception to go see the Avengers. It was GREAT!
@ jtb, The wedding night, like every night, (and day with him), is a dream come true.
Tori Black would be my pick.
Hey…check out the Bunker Cam. What’s up with that chick’s arm?
@Stepnanie….sappy but pretty cool, I’ll admit. I’ve been married 25 years and might be dead 25 years from now and you will just have started wishing you were.
***hey…off topic but when has a beer report ever out of bounds around here. “Mirror Pond Pale Ale”, by Deschutes Brewery outa Bend, Oregon. Kinda like Fat Tire or Sierra Nevada Pale Ale but there’s a little sweetness to it…smoother or sometinig…dunno?. Yum. Honest…Yum.
There. Thanks.
***oh…I think I’m getting a divoice so I was told today. Come to find out, what’s her name has cateracts and won’t be able to see to drive in about three months or so and It’s the only way for her to afford the eye surgery.Sumpin’ ain’t it?
I had the Mirror Pond on a west coast trip a couple of years ago. It’s wonderful stuff, and I’d have a six in my fridge right now if I could.
The divorce… jeez dude, that seems kinda cold-blooded, don’t-cha think? Sorry to hear, and I hope you end up with enough assets intact.
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Just some paper work and her and I are cool with it. No weirdness about the “this is mine” kinda stuff. Should work out ok. I’m new to the drill but I should be ok. Thanks!
( I got a sixer and have four left).
Glad to hear it; that’s about the best possible outcome. My divorce was similar – no kids, no real estate, no money, so it boiled down to that she wanted her clothes but said I could have her records. She moved to Canada and we are still on good terms.
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i volunteer to drive the hoo ha bus.. god knows i wish i could leave ohio. its like a final destination movie around here lately..
I’m guessing that a long car trip with Bjork wouldn’t be too much fun.
I’d want to go with my Dad. I never got to know him as an adult. He’d would have loved to have heard about his grandsons.
I wouldn’t want to go with my mother. 3500 miles of her telling me to slow down and get in the right lane.
I’d like to have Natalie Portman in the seat next to me on a cross country trip. I’d be driving a 55 Chevy Belaire with front bench seats. If she wants, she’s welcome to lay across the front seat, head in my lap……what a trip.