Great night

Last night, after Gus and I got back from the misery of Troutdale and the two truckstops that were opposed to our purposes in getting a ride, we hit the streets with signs. I had a sign saying: Ninjas killed my family, need money for kung fu lessons, and Gus' sign said Ignore me for $1, Will take verbal abuse for $2. His sign worked very well, getting him about a hundred bucks, and mine got about fifty. Many people laughed as they walked by, and we were stationed right outside an ale festival, so it helped that people were kind of drunk. Gus and I counted the many dollar bills in our sleeping bags, and were surprised that it came out to a hundred and fifty five bucks!!! Each of our greyhound tickets cost about 150 bucks each, so we are well on our way to Chicago.