Just being Hizzoner

During the last few hours of my trip I got out my iPod. I searched for songs that I used to play over and over. After a half an hour of loudly singing along to the likes of Ozma, Bush, and K's Choice I noticed the teenage angst, loneliness, and desperation start to course through me again. Rock!

At sixty miles I was expecting to end the longest leg of my trip. Instead I see a sign telling me that I am thirty five minutes wrong.
On the plus side I saw a creepy robotic deer head at the WalMart in Tennessee. I would of taken a picture of it but the sporting section was swarmin with rednecks.

If you look through my pictures you will see a theme of people performing sexual acts with phallic objects. Jennifer sent me this picture of her roommate and a cookie they had just made. She knows me so well.