York, NE

I started my cross-country road trip today. I'm driving from Detroit to Seattle and working my way east to Atlantic city, NJ. My first gig is June 10 at the Tulalip casino north of Seattle.
I stopped at the World Biggest Truck Stop in Iowa for breakfast. I sat at the counter with truckers. If you were there I was the guy in thedisco-white leather jacket.
I am now at the Yorkshire Motel in York, NE. They gave me an "underground" room. It had a window that looked out onto a hole that was dug for sunlight. They were kind enough to paint a mural on the wall of the hole. I asked for another room.
As I sit here typing I realized there was something sticky on the bottom of my right big toe. I washed it off and returned. I just realized another toe on the same foot has something sticky on it. I sit here hoping beyond hope it's syrup from todays continental breakfast thogh I'm certain it's DNA launched from last night's traveller. I guess it was silly of me to hope I'd be the first man to masturbate in this room.
I watched "Harold and Kumar escape Guantanemo Bay". It taught me that weed is king, rascism is bad and fecal matter is the funniest thing ever. I'm considering sueing HBO for my 90 minutes back.