THE PLAYERS

Let me introduce you to the wets that define this trip. How this trip doesn't hold itself together with glue or tape...maybe some tape...but with trust.

Tony Joe
aka Fearless Leader, aka Kill joy Rodriquez aka speedy speederson McClean

The man is clearly well put together. But a funny bone in his body...there are few. He's a man of seriousness and thats exactly what we need to keep this trip on track. It's good to see someone with morals who's not just arbitrarily spending money along the way. With a map for every stretch of highway and a sense of determination unlike any other. Our Fearless leader is one for the books. In bed at whatever time we hit the resting stops at night and up promptly at 8 AM the following morning. Got bless him and his communist ways. We'd still be stuck in scranton if it wasn't for him moving us right along the country.

Drivus Minimus
aka Boothy, aka Flemmy Jones

We limit his driving on purpose I think, but thats because Drivus has the undying love for the theater. So there fore when he gets behind the wheel showtunes a'plenty are pumping out through our speakers. But I doubt thats the reason why nobody lets him drive. He's also rarely spoken up to do so. Honestly he's a true moral booster. With out his impressive memory bank the laughter would surely have died in the car a long time ago ( fairfield county maybe?). Alas he is full of stories and impressions and personality that it hards almost impossible not to love him. He plays just as an important role in the vehicle. He's out Jester and our inspiration along this journey, also his voice of reason usually matches mine so of course I can't say anything bad about the guy.

Global Paulsitioning System
aka The database, aka The Watcher

With an amazing knowledge of sports and film and everything in between hails the database's nick name. He's known it for a long time...the others won't know till the read this post. Anyways GPS is named GPS because it's he's gotten us out of a few tight jams. Now back in the day this kind of nickname would only sound like a dream, a hallucination even. "what do you mean it can point out all the food establishments within 10 miles" "I swear edgar it's the darndest thing" But seriously GPS has held together this boat of chaos very well. Often the navigator and the Iron horse of driving he's taken us through some fabulous parts of this trip. Including letting us stay at his home resort in TX there...that was a beauty. The man has also let us post on his lovely computador and has more gadgets then you can believe. He's a walking technology toolbelt and without bruce wayney here I don't know what we'd to to get by.

Weeby McWab
aka The Spinmaster, aka The loudest asshole in the car

Now just when you thought that everything was going smoothly you invite along this guy. The guy that has no limit, the guy that can't really be contained within the 10 in thick metal frame of a volvo. Pulling several stunts and GAGs that might not be seen as funny does not stop him. With only dollar signs in his eyes when he hits vegas and carrying ever piece of baggage along the way from the previous day we find McWab being alittle on edge but still cracking thousands of smiles along the way. Having never seen most of this beautiful his eyes are filled with big dreams. Jotting down notes in his mind along the way of places to return to, and absolutley dreading the midwest Weeby loves this country no matter how loud the anarchist inside him is screaming.