I intend to spend the next 4 months aimlessly wandering the United States in pursuit of the "American Dream." Like many great American endeavors, this trip is to be funded by a combination of drug and grant money. Utilizing these monies I intend on embarking upon a journey across both the physical and spiritual landscapes of America. In order to protect the innocent (and not so innocent) this ongoing serial rant is to be considered the entirely fictional account of actual events. Utilizing this I intend to convey the "kindness, terror, idiocy, and absurdity" that should accompany any pursuit of the American dream.
The Impala is packed, complete with: laundry basket, backpack, some watercolor paints, and a guy living in the backseat. Completely hung over I climb in. Armed with a camera, voice recorder, idiot's guide to writing, some high powered amphetamines, and a flask of whiskey - the aimless wandering has begun.
