…and by America, I mean the people and the land, not those that control it, try to control it and abuse it and what it should stand for… In my long, hot, big and scary, yet continuing travels of the U.S. and A. I have found America to be a big ass wonderland of people willing to help their brother out. If they can't help you, they'll try and point you in the way they feel you can find the help you need. I've run into the salt of the Earth, which was great because I was living on cucumbers from my brother's farm and I can't eat them without salt. America is a feast! Eat it up! If you have kids, show it to them. If you're old, get out and see if before it's too late. If you're young, drop out of school, your degree will bring you nothing, quite your job that you will soon be laid off from and run off with your lover to explore this great and magical land!

Don't let politics or bad history or depressed cities ruin the image of what a beautiful giant park this land is. America really is the giving tree. We rape it, steal from it, burn it, pollute it, and all it does is keep giving. Maybe I'm confusing Nature here with America. I could be. I'm typing this while tripping on Percoset a sweet American friend gave me because of my pulled muscles from packing material I no longer need in my life, aching back from sleeping in the car, and maybe for the sadness I feel for once having the American Dream and letting it slip away from me. I'm not a drug user. That, I believe would be such a horrible waste of money, taking drugs. However this was free! I still feel my pain, but it's like I just don't give a shit. Percoset, where have you been all my life? I can think back to numerous times in my life where I cared too much for things that truly didn't matter in the long run and I could have used you then.

I've been getting a ton of email, messages, calls and comments from concerned friends and family members worried about me. That is so sweet. I'm worried too. All I can say is, I'm trying. Maybe I won't survive this, but let me say this, whenever there was a new strain of flu, I was the first to catch it, if there was a new movie, I was the first to see it, if there was a "must read" book, I read it first… I'm not the first to be homeless, of course, but you might want to take a close look at yourself and see how close you are and what could happen to you to bring you to the road. Maybe I'm your early warning alarm that collapse is eminent.

I can't tell you how many thousands have told me over the years, "Jerry, you are a trendsetter!" Well, here it is! The dream we all dream of. A dream to some, a nightmare to others. I will make homelessness the new Black. I will take it, live it, and fucking rock it! All the cool kids will wanna do it, too! Homelessness, if that's what you are to me, a label, I will accept you, embrace you, make a friend of you, but I will not be you. You've got the look, you've got me hooked, shor-nuff do be cooking in my book. Your face is jammin'. Your body's heck-a-slammin! If love is good, lets get to rammin'!

Percoset, please try and find me on the map! I need you so much! I think I love you!