Gregory Boulevard on the north to 91st Street on the south, and Troost Ave on the east to State Line on the west.

Huh?

The heck are you giving GPS-like kinda stuff on Christmas Eve?

Shouldn't you lend your annual reminder that this is a tough time for so many, and, think of maybe 'who' that might encompass within your world, and, to be sure to check in with them during the Holidays?

Well, you just did that for me, TY.

Ain't this where you should once again paint the picture of Christmas past, and, over the river and thru the woods to Grandmother's house we go, and how YUMMY it was?

Well, you kinda paint by the numbers did that one for me too... I trust we all, or at least most, have those wonderful memories.

Then, what's up with graphing that area, those coordinates?

Cinchy, it's where Waldo is (in Kansas City.)

Huh?

Yeah, "Where's Waldo?"

Ahm, Victor?  Price of tea, China?

Well, it's 169.99 yuan per kilogram, ha!

I had a dream.

By all means, I think, share your dream MLK-Victurd.

My dream, and it's been a dream for a long, long time, is to buy a safe vehicle where I could sleep, camp, explore, get the hell outta Dodge and live the Willie Nelson life of On The Road Again.

Don't take this personally Victurd, but oft times your words are more difficult to add up than Common Core Math.  Can we start with the "Where's Waldo?" thing first?

SURE!

Money.  To do what I wanna do, well, IF I had a banker, he'd laugh at me.  

So, I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie... no, wait, that ain't it.

I thought about intersections, cardboard and magic marker, but that ain't real original.

I ain't got an artistical bone in my body, so, making cute trinkets, doilees to sell at local fairs, festivals is out too.

GoFundMe?  Cheesy.

Where's Waldo, GoFindMe.

I drive, I blog, I write stupid, corny stuff, along with sharing geographical points, buildings, roads, yada, then you Venmo a dollar with your guess as to "Where's Victurd?"

If your guess is correct, we split the accrued amount. You happy,  I happy,  belly full, on the road again, more stupid stuff, more coordinates. 

Victor, do you remember when one of your ex's told you "Victor, not everyone gets as excited about your ideas as you do."?  I've never been married,  no idea what you're talking about.  Ahm, your nose is growing Victurd.

WINNER WINNER CHICKEN WINNER,  or, well, half of the very first GoFindMe accrued amount, as, the first coordinate is Colodi, in Tuscany, Italy, "the birthplace of Pinnochio!"

Ahm, Victor. I suggest you stock up on cardboard, Magic markers, beads and strands, that game don't sound no fun. I ain't payin'.

Damnit darnit, OK.  But crap, I had already planned my GoFindMe itenery, first stop was Weiner, Arkansas, then onto Lick Skillet, Alabama, then, Santa Claus, Indiana...Hell, Michigan... Boring, Oregon... Intercourse, Pennsylvania (imagine the clues!).. Booger Hole, West Virginia.  Your loss!

I guess instead I'll wait until I find me a rich, divorced, blonde, hard of hearing, doesn't speak English, fine lady to go along with me on the venture. Not optimistic though, been waiting for her for 20 years.

I'd be the Adam to her Eve. 

GoFindMe

Merry Christmas... Eve

Love, Victurd