proto-feminist
For 25 years and 2,000,000+ miles I have wandered the the intestates as a lost soul ...ever since the event that sent me running down the road trying to escape from the experience l call My 3 Scarlet Letters Now I have found a refuge in this beautiful valley. I hope this page will be a work in progress as I learn how to drive on this virtual highway . From my crib I can still see the trucks and hear the highway sounds and, "A penny for my thoughts would not tax my mind at all."Shooting For The Stars
I used to think I was going to be like St. Jack and cash in on all the crap I been through and turn it all into the great American trash novel. Now I think I would rather drive a truck.
No. No.
All lies.
I am a truck. I run everything.
I own you
The Jesus Papers
At the tender age of 33, after my encounter with spiderlove had totally freaked me out, I ran away to join the circus and wound up driving the elephant truck, became a diesel addict and the road owned me for 25 years.
Well it is Monday night and I have fiddled with this long enough for one day. I am going to put it up again no matter how dumb or what mistakes I missed.
(...he was held fast
to the book by the strength of his belief that "When this book is
finished,which is going to be the sum and substance and crap of everything I've been
through throughout this whole goddam life, I shall be
redeemed.")