I have tried to follow the script, act fairly responsibly, and play by the major rules. Unfortunately my plan did not work. A combination of bad choices, bad luck, and bad timing have left me on the young side of middle age, broke with boxes of unopened registered letters from various governmental offices and collection agencies. Much like a labeled troubled child in primary school, getting out from under can be a suffocating challenge. Conventional wisdom has me staring down the barrel of five years of working to get to even. No thanks.
January 15th 2009 a journey begins. Johnny Uruguay is indeed Uruguay bound.
First an inventory must be taken.
Cash on hand - nil
Expected revenue - nil
Assets - nil
Moxy - in spades.
Somehow between now and my arbitrarily chosen start date, I must find a way to the land of milk and honey. Johnny Uruguay is heading home to a country he has googled a few times but never visited.
A number of questions might come to mind and I will be happy to address them but do not expect much in the way of intelligent answers because I am living with no plan save one, come January 15th this man is on his way south perhaps with nothing more than a tube of chapstick, passport, and my thumb.
So why not check in and see if I crash and burn, then the jokes on me but if I make it there will be a story or two perhaps even a hint of inspiration for those aching for change.
Johnny Uruguay
P.S. If you see me thumbing from Canada to South America please pick me up. You will know its me by the spring in my step from the freedom of living the no plan, plan. Cheers.
January 15th 2009 a journey begins. Johnny Uruguay is indeed Uruguay bound.
First an inventory must be taken.
Cash on hand - nil
Expected revenue - nil
Assets - nil
Moxy - in spades.
Somehow between now and my arbitrarily chosen start date, I must find a way to the land of milk and honey. Johnny Uruguay is heading home to a country he has googled a few times but never visited.
A number of questions might come to mind and I will be happy to address them but do not expect much in the way of intelligent answers because I am living with no plan save one, come January 15th this man is on his way south perhaps with nothing more than a tube of chapstick, passport, and my thumb.
So why not check in and see if I crash and burn, then the jokes on me but if I make it there will be a story or two perhaps even a hint of inspiration for those aching for change.
Johnny Uruguay
P.S. If you see me thumbing from Canada to South America please pick me up. You will know its me by the spring in my step from the freedom of living the no plan, plan. Cheers.
2 comments:
Well, Johnny, I personally think that by limo rather than by foot would be the way to go. You could then sell it at the border and have enough to establish your own country. BTW, I know of a lovley lady selling one.
Right on Johnny! Im on the edge of my seat man. Knock on wood, but if you do for some unsightly reason crash and burn I might just have to find a way to forward you some dough so that I can continue to live vicariously throgh you.....
Peace & Good luck!
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