The view from the Brooklyn Bridge at the beginning of our journey
The route we took cross-country
This is the exterior of the St. Louis City Museum, a giant playpen for adults with hollowed-out airplanes and school buses and ten-story slides.
An exhibit on presidential-forehead gunshot wounds
Bill and Ed enjoying long-legged ladies in the basement caves of the St. Louis City Museum
The Mason's one-eyed cat
Street view of the Westboro Baptist Church, with some kind words for the community
Bill being ejected from the sacred ground for being a little too gay for Westboro
A drunk-driving warning with a car that says loser on a little hill that says liquor
And suddenly there was a sand storm on the horizon in Kansas, and it quickly overtook us.
Waiting out the sandstorm, we came upon the world's biggest Van Gogh painting and had to run across the field to avoid death.
Fortune-cookie advice at a helicopter graveyard
Kum & Go, the most aggressively named truck stop in Denver
Classic Jesus-related merch at a truck stop
Leading up to a tunnel through the Rocky Mountains, and the view as we emerged through the other side
The horizon once again disappearing into a blizzard as we descended through Denver's Rocky Mountains
We paced this biker all afternoon to get a photo of his camo and helmet.
The Pyramid in Vegas felt like a bizarre mirage.
When we finally made it to LA, at least the corner store had a sense of humor.
All of the art made it to LA safe and sound.