Shameless Panhandling
So, I'm gonna be a homeless bum about a month from now. This will last me till the tail end of July if all goes well. And I am a fan of the eating. I'm willing to take any and all donations in exchange for post cards, pictures, and amusing tales from my cross country nomadic wanderings. Think like Jack Kerrouac in On the Road, except without a crazy possibly psychotic companion, and no driving. Oh, and I might end up in Canadiastan with a head cold at the end, and not in Mexico with Malaria. I put up a donation bucket at werk this weekend, and netted ten bucks. Five from a co-werker. That's not a whole hell of a lot of rice and beans. So, if you would like to indulge me in my madness just drop me a line.