Iowa City!

The last couple days have been very relaxing after driving 2000 miles in 4 days. Making it to my friend Bill’s place was quite the accomplishment. I drove across the entire state of Kansas, a piece of Missouri, and into Iowa in one day. That was an intense 596 miles!!!

The Spyder taking a much needed break.


Pretty much the only thing Bill and I did for two days was eat and watch movies. Theatres and digital downloads, a couple of middle aged nerds! Not long after arriving, we met up with his friend Brian downtown for food. El Bandito’s. Not a single Mexican in the joint. The shrimp tacos were outstanding. Who woulda thought you’d find awesome Mexican food in Iowa? I want these people to pack their shit up and move that operation to Reno, damnit!


After food was shoveled into our gaping maws, we went to see Horrible Bosses. Great goddamned movie. “I’d bend her over a barrel and show her the 50 states…” I should mention that I popped a button during the film that caused great amounts of hilarity when I stood up and my shorts dropped to the floor. I thought that shit only happened in sitcoms. Thanks Bill for not holding back with the hysterical laughing.

I like that this theatre sells White Castles, don’t like that they sell Pepsi. Low rent.



Thursday it’s breakfast first thing, you know, 10:30 or 11am. My movement is significantly slowed from 4 days driving, 100% humidity, stress from being behind schedule, no respite from the heat even at 85 mph, golf ball sized bugs splattering my visor, etc. My body aches. Anyway, we’re at the Hamberg, Bill gets a French toast cinnamon roll! Hell yeah! I get eggs Benedict. Nothing but damn good food. Bill knows his shit. Unfortunately, eggs go straight to poo generators and I try to keep my composure as best I can, but it looks like we’re going on a tour of downtown.


Nicest cleanest used book store I’ve ever seen, but I couldn’t touch anything. It was 98 degrees in there, full off hot wood, and I kept leaving a trail of human moisture. We leave for the refreshing mugginess of 90 degrees downtown Iowa City. Kill me.

Oooh, French New Wave and They Might Be Giants. What a cool town.

I dig the creepy alleys.

The “old” Capitol building or the center of the pentacrest. No idea what that means, but it sounds cool.


More food. Chili Epsteinos. Chili verde on eggs with polenta. Once again, awesome. I need to come back here again, there’s still two Indian restaurants and a noodle shop that require sampling.





Edison looking like Dark Helmet from Spaceballs digging the Spyder. Grant chilling in the baby seat. Thanks Brook and Bill for letting me crash on your air mattress for a couple nights! Next year, ComiCon in San Diego…yes?

Ha! No photo album complete without the bird. Most of Friday morning was spent reminiscing about the old comic book club days in high school and looking through old issues of our goofy comics, Psyche Master, Six For Justice, McVenge, The Eliminator, and so on. we were really into that shit back then.


About heartajack

I'm a graphic designer and occasional filmmaker that recently discovered the awesomeness that is the Can-Am Spyder Roadster. In recent years I've become obsessed with food and learning how to prepare it. I make the best damn ribs...EVER.
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3 Responses to Iowa City!

  1. Bill says:

    No problem! You’re welcome to stay anytime. I was glad you were able to stay for more than just a night. Not that we did a whole lot, but still fun. And I’ve gotten a tentative ok on going to San Diego next year. The way I explained it to Brook didn’t go quite as smooth as I had hoped, but still sounds like I’ve got clearance. But she definitely asked about her and the boys coming along. I need to do some recon the first year though and wait for them to get old enough to appreciate it you know.

  2. Eddy says:

    When you get back and get settled We should do a day ride West and back.

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