how the West was NOT won

This was the plan: Matthias had an interview scheduled in Las Vegas (his 3rd one with the firm I might add) the day before my brother's wedding. I was to fly out with the kids and my inlaws to Utah while Matthias and his bro, Zacc, were to drive west to LV and then North to Salt Lake so we could all participate in the wedding celebration--this scheme would avoid four days of roadtripping with two, likely, very unhappy boys in the back seat. Turns out the only two unhappy boys in the car were in the front seats.

So while enroute, crossing into Texas from Oklahoma, imagine, to Matthias' shock and chagrine, receiving a phone call from the firm, "Hello Matthias, we wanted to catch you before you left for the interview and let you know that, blah blah blah economy blah blah blah sorry, blah blah blah we are poor planners blah blah blah, interview cancelled blah blah blah." Uhhhhhh. What? A thirty second phone call was all it took to realize that our strategic planning, mentioned above, was all for nothing, while I and the littlle guys certainly appreciated the much speedier transit in the air, the unfriendly cost of wings over wheels could have and would have been avoided had the interview's ultimate nonexisitence been known to us, uhh maybe a little sooner then 35 hours prior to the actual interview. Lame-O. When Matthias called and filled me in on the news, I thought he was kidding, turns out he wasn't… too bad, would have been better as a joke.

So to make most of the rest of their road trip, they visited the Four Corners,

plotted their revenge on the good for nothing firm,

carried out their plans,

and enjoyed the scenic view of the land without water

***Special note for browsing federal agents: the boys' plans for revenge did not actually involve fiery doom, Matthias is too much of a nice guy too wish fiery doom on anyone.***