Friday, April 18, 2008
Ah, the road. nothing like piling into a big bio-diesel truck and heading off into the great unknown. Like a Johnny Cash song, we hit the West's brightest, from Santa Cruz to Reno, Salt Lake to Cheyenne, Omaha to Iowa City and Chicago. I flew home from there, weary and bloated from too many sunflower seeds and big gulps. our starting point, Johnny's house in Santa Cruz
our starting point, Johnny's house in Santa Cruz
 the truck
the truck
 the PC sticker
the PC sticker
 people in Santa Cruz dress like gypsies and thieves
people in Santa Cruz dress like gypsies and thieves
 I was a lot smaller than most people out there
I was a lot smaller than most people out there
 the road
the road
 Reno, like Downtown Vegas. that's what I tell people
Reno, like Downtown Vegas. that's what I tell people
 that's $99.72
that's $99.72
 I hunted bears in Wyoming
I hunted bears in Wyoming
 stayed in the same motel as all these Halliburton dudes. Wanted to kick their asses but they were big and tough
stayed in the same motel as all these Halliburton dudes. Wanted to kick their asses but they were big and tough
 this place sucked
this place sucked
 this place ruled.
this place ruled.
 Chicago!
Chicago!
 Millennium Park, so awesome...
Millennium Park, so awesome...

 chicago dog done right!
chicago dog done right!
 checked off of life's to do list
checked off of life's to do list
 chicago deep dish is weird, sauce on top. still trying to digest.
chicago deep dish is weird, sauce on top. still trying to digest.
 hipsters in Chicago walk their bikes
hipsters in Chicago walk their bikes
 and drink and smoke a lot! thanks for the great trip Johnny!
and drink and smoke a lot! thanks for the great trip Johnny!
 
 
