i have been on here for a while. i found it via searching wierd shit online about catching freight. i know a handfull of kids that do it and it spaked my interest. i cant stand being in one place doing the same monotonous shit repetetively. it makes me want to puke. i suppose since i had two hobo uncles and am decentent from gypsies, the wanderlust runs in the blood. i love meeting new people and am quick to lend a helping hand. and usually need one myself i.e. a place to crash, a hookup on some green, etc. if you wanna meet up or have your thumb out on the road, expect me to be right there, ready to crack open a PBR tall boy and make some memories. wow, that was all a little sickeningly poetic...sorry.