To give you a little more detail about last night, the guy who agreed to let me stay on his property pointed me way down to the far end of a field, right next to his neighbors' house. I guess he figured if I'm a serial killer, at least I'll kill them first. How neighborly of him.
I briefly met Bob (pictured), one of those neighbors, last night. He told me to give him a holler if I needed anything. He then came down to check on me this morning, and asked "You want me to fix you on up some eggs?" That's an offer I'll never turn down, so I went inside and met his wife Diane (who didn't want to be in the picture even though she had on awesome giant duck slippers) and their two dogs, and Bob fixed me on up not just some eggs, but an entire breakfast, including dessert (a jelly doughnut)!