If you were the designer of a car bumper sticker that was political in nature..what would it say?

voting got me nowhere!

Half the world is crazy and the other half is scared...

Tape From California

By Phil Ochs

1968 from the "Tape From California" Album

Who's that coming down the road

A sailor from the sea

He looks a lot like me

I'd know him anywhere, had to stare

Feathers at his fingertips

A halo 'round his spine

he must have lost his mind

he should be put away, right away

In the corner of the night

he handed me his waterpipe

His eyes were searching deep inside my head

Here's what he said

Sorry I can't stop and talk now

I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow

But I'll send you a tape from California

New York city has exploded and it's crashed upon my head

I dove beneath the bed

Fighting, biting nails, turning pale

The landlord's at my window

And the burglar's at my door

I can't take it anymore

I guess I'll have to fly, it's worth a try

Someone's banging on the wall

But there's no party to recall

The singer of the shadows of his soul

So he's been told

Sorry I can't stop and talk now

I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow

But I'll send you a tape from California

From the mirror of my mantle to the velvet on my bed

Trapped upon a stolen stage, a Barrymore at best

My rhymes are all repeating, ballads growing blind

Words have turned to water, the women turned to wine

The draft board is debating if they'd like to take my life

I'd sooner take a wife and have raise a child or two

Wouldn't you?

Peace has turned to poison

The flag has blown a fuse

Even courage is confused

And now all the brave are in the grave

Century is bending(?)

have a very happy ending

To the victor go the ashes of the spoils

Seeds in the soil

Sorry I can't stop and talk now

I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow

But I'll send you a tape from California

The flower-power fuller brush man

is farming out his friends

I stabbed him with my stem

And then I tapped his toes with my rose

He crawled around inside himself

Now he's crawling after me

Dropping acid in my tea

He wants to save his soul

rock and roll

One of us must understand

It's not the drug that makes the man

Then a poster of a movie star walked by

He must have been high

Sorry I can't stop and talk now

I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow

But I'll send you a tape from California

HALF THE WORLD IS CRAZY AND THE OTHER HALF IS SCARED

Madonnas do the minuet for the naked millionaires

The anarchists are rising while we're racing for the moon

It doesn't take a seer to see that the scene is coming soon

So who's that coming down the road

A sailor from the sea

He looks a lot like me

I'd know him anywhere

Had to stare

A fire around his fingertips

A song around his spine

He must have found his mind

He should be put away

Anyway

Surrounded by the slaughter

Now I'm boarding at the border

When the echoes of my ecstacy appear

Wish I was here

Sorry I can't stop and talk now

I'm in kind of a hurry anyhow

But I'll send you a tape from California

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tape_From_California

RV: IT wouldn't let me reply to the e-mail.

What a great adventure!

There's two of us in a 24-foot RV(we bought on E-bay). We don't have a rear window visible from the cab, but the mirrors are good enough we don't have much problem.

The best advice I can give you is to respect each other's space. We try not to walk past each other in the "hallway" unless we have to (I'm cooking & he has to pee). If one of us is up and about the other waits before doing the same, or stays on one end or the other.

the toilet should have it's own 'room' (wish ours did), kitchen close to the door or large windows(it gets hot cooking), and you and the kids' beds as far away from each other as possible so you don't keep each other up, and you have some semblance of privacy.

Out of the floor plans for bus-sized ones I've seen, I like the first one on this the best: http://www.carolinacoach.com/rv_rentals_floor_plan...

If you are tolerant, patient, and respect each other, any layout will work.

Time to cut the Bushes

Stop Killing Each Other

the president is an assclown

If you can read this ... then you're a nazi