Clean Sheets

I resume my travelogue from a king-size bed in room 210 of the Ozark Inn in Springfield, Missouri. This entry takes us back to a state-run rest area just west of Frederick, Maryland, on Interstate 70, a highway known for its unique ability to allow a driver to travel from near Baltimore to points west of Baltimore.

This particular stall, as a medium, suffers from its construction (surely intended to thwart messaging), consisting of a flat and shiny metal on which it is very difficult for a man to inscribe his initials (and for a novice photographer to capture such an image). But as you can see from the picture above, a hardy traveler named "KKK" managed it. I enhanced the image as best I could, and strangely the result resembles what looks to be a ghostly white sheet. Mysterious indeed. I would like nothing more than to discover the identity of this "KKK" fellow (perhaps it is Kevin from the Maryland House?) and hope beyond hope that my journey will eventually allow me to cross paths with this "KKK" and engage in a spirited and rousing conversation between like-minded gentlemen.

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"Beware of Homos"
(this message proved too elusive to successfully photograph but too poignant to ignore)

Feared and reviled throughout history, jumping from boxcar to boxcar with his bindle in hand, the free-spirited homo is unwelcome in the stalls of the American men's room and must continue to wander the land in search of a warm meal and a place to lay his weary head.