That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so.
If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out.
If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania.
You can read all about the details of my trip
if you're so inclined.
Looks like someone needs a union.
or a hug…
Its suppose to be don’t worry be happy… What happened…
Apparently he worried, and was sad!
No Matt….just the nice townsfolk sorry to see you go past. They were hoping you would stay a bitt longer.
Happy to get to know you … sad to see you leave. I am most sure on this one.
It would have been better if they had outlined it in toilet paper :)
Very funny, Tesla.
The poor road worker has truly lost his/her joie de vivre; just look at the lines preceding the sad face.
If you look it from the other side, it’s a happy face. :)
I agree with Angelica!
It must be the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
This is freakin’ a slice of Fried Gold!