Who, but a newly crowned Ph.D. wearing rose-colored glasses, chooses to drive for four days to arrive at a destination that could be reached in five hours via airplane? And, seriously, how clichÈ is the cross-country driving trip in pursuit of creative inspiration? True, I was finally free from the bonds of academia and its insipient demand to perform intellectual gymnastics. However, graduate school drained my brain to the extent that I could think of no better way to embrace freedom and satiate my creative drive than to embark on a four-day road trip with my camera and my dogs. Fueled by the place in my imagination that clings to Jonathan Green's American Photography, I made this drive across the U.S. to discover the novelty, the curiousity, the clichÈ, the absurd, and anything else I might be able to see of America from the highway driving at about 75 miles per hour.