Friends like these, Gary?

This last week, my insanity entered a whole new level, basically I was OVER THE LINE!!!!

Going on the road to pimp the book was a huge undertaking.  Basically, since I am only allowed to drive for work related purposes, I went on a "book tour" which consisted of going to Kentucky, getting lost in the cave I used to know so well, getting muddy and wet as crap in my only pair of clothes. 

From there, the tour went to Panama Beach, Florida, where I was the first person in the ocean for spring break.  It was baller, even though it was hella cold.  And the beach was much whiter than I remember.  It was there that I realized that I was being watched by drones, and every cop in America was able to see what I was building on that beach...the Great Pyramid of Greenfield.

Stayed in Tallahassee with my friends, who felt uncomfortable with our presence and harshed our buzz..after they cordially invited us....apparently the gig was already up with these dudes.

Might have possibly met my future wife at a Waffle House though.  She gave me the best map out of T-town that I have ever seen in my life.  Very detailed.

And then from Tallahassee was on to Jacksonville.  Where we ran out of money....and met a Carney named Bob. Or Tom, I can't remember which.  And the odometer was on 777.  At which point we smoked the last lucky cigarette, and continued.  Money continued to find its way into our pockets the entire time like mana falling from the sky.

I knew I could go to jail the entire time.  I knew I would lose my job if I didn't make it back by 4 o'clock this morning.  But God is good, and helped my sinning sun of a gun ass by getting me there with 4 minutes to spare, only to find out that I had VTO, or the day off.  Tou'che!

Go ahead and buy my book people.  It will make you feel better once you read it.  It might even change your life.  Here is a link.  Right here.