finding a home

tired of not knowing where i am or where i'm going... where i'm gonna eat... or sleep... or whatever? already feeling better being here. gonna stick around awhile i think. i need the rest.

my current definition of home - a place where you don't have to think.

a new look

back at my familiar resting spot. the walmart of columbia.

strange. starting to look less like keanu reeves or salvador dali and more like benjamin bratt now. must be the lighting or make-up. and what's going on with my hair?

the last time you'll see this dirty, dirty boy

moments before the fateful shower.

thank god

hurray!! a truckstop! a shower! hurray!! exit 121. just about 7 miles outside of columbia. looking / feeling pretty out of it.

possibilities for halloween

salvador dali. tried it last year but had to shave my moustache. was driving me insane. trying to hold out this year.

halfway to columbia

delirium and boredom lead to the sweetest pompadour ever.

going home

upon waking i decide there's not much chance of getting on the lord's good side ever again. been having too much fun with beelzebub anyway. no church. hitting the road. going back to my home away from home...

mmm... tired.

leaving - kansas city, mo
starting mileage - 202154
destination - columbia, mo