I messed with the color a little so this pithy saying would pop... this was my favorite dust-inscribed trucker command... Ignore the Obama bash and focus in on the real gem here in the bottom left corner... "Show me the tatas!" Who could refuse that? It's a little like Mardi Gras, no? Only minus the beads (sorry, Court)... No worries, mom... no trucker got a sneak peak at the goods... kept my tatas sufficiently covered... but such a classy come-on was hard to resist...
This is me at the Texas Welcome Center just moments after the step-dad's great Texas pee-off... good times!
Welcome to New Mexico... Oh, and watch your step! This sign greeted me at the New Mexico Welcome Center... even before the "Glad you're in our great state" sign... Nice way to introduce the place, huh?
And Howard here, who in this photo is looking decidedly like a turd, was the official mascot of the 2008 Cross-Country Trek. This cattle-variety fly ditched the cows he'd known his whole life and hitched a ride on an air-conditioned star from Texas (the eastern part) to Las Cruces, New Mexico, where he died prematurely when he was aggressively fat-fingered against the window by you know who... Not pretty... Some days you're the bug and some days... you're not. Here's to Howard. I love you, man. But you can't have my beer.
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