Sean philips

is on his way to see muthafuckin monster trucks.

DC metro on a Saturday night reminds me why I am glad to be out of the bar scene.

Sitting in a greyhound station makes me feel like 'ol dirty bastard in the welfare line. I can afford to not be here but I'm too cheap t ...

options.

Mental note dixie horn ringtone not appropriate in the hood.

I am but a lone grain of salt in a giant pepper shaker.

The dude next to me reaks of patchoulie, a smell that sends me into a rage. Luckily for all involved, Hank Sr. on my ipod soothes the sa ...

Layover in RVA, at least I have room to stretch out and can rewatch the "7 signs" documentary on my laptop.

I just saw a brutal fist fight.....over the last piece of fried chicken.

Oh yeah emergency exit seat, hello leg room, goodbye Richmond.

The stopping sucks worse than the going.

Missed my breakfast layover because the bus driver had to pull over and yell at someone for getting off of the suitcase he was told to s ...

Finally! My own seat! Even though people are generally scared to set next to me, all the previous buses were full, so they had no choice.

Almost there, now after swearing countless times I would never do greyhound again I hope to actually keep that promise to myself.

How did we ever take roadtrips w/o ipods and sattelite radio?

Glory hole jokes aside I think I was a truck driver in a previous life.

Is about to April fools his new apprentice.