from my state – literally and figuratively – and other places. i'm not in florida any more, but i haven't given up the sunshine.


pack your bindles

it’s time for the (annual) national hobo convention so jump the nearest train and make your way to britt, iowa. they’ll be eating mulligan stew and crowning the king and queen of the hobos.

i'll keep an eye out for hobos in brazil.


Blogger Kiker said...

This is ever so strange. How does one stumble upon such a thing?

8/09/2005 12:22:00 PM

Blogger betsy said...

the same way amy finds how to make a plane with flies and a matchstick...(

8/09/2005 04:15:00 PM

Blogger Cindy said...

Do the flies light the matchstick? ...A sort of Kamikazi (sp?) flight.

8/09/2005 07:05:00 PM


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