The thought of a road trip, even in these days of gas costing more than cigarettes (oh the price of sin), gets the blood boiling. It makes even the most road weary, drug addled blogger wish he could stow away on a bus full of Clinton democrats and later emerge from hiding somewhere around Tulsa.
Unfortunately, I missed my chance to secretly record the meanderings of the Unity Express.
But that doesn't mean we can't all virtually follow along.
They'se picture taking.
They'se flicker filming.
They'se generally having a good time. Drive safe guys and gals. And watch out for the bats.