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
the truck
the PC sticker
people in Santa Cruz dress like gypsies and thieves
I was a lot smaller than most people out there
the road
Reno, like Downtown Vegas. that's what I tell people
that's $99.72
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

this place sucked
this place ruled.
Chicago!
Millennium Park, so awesome...

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