There's no money in masturbation unless you are a female and have a 1-900 website. I tried raising chinchillas for fun and profit but that didn't work. Grit Newspaper was a bust. Once at a truck stop I tied a doo rag around my head and read a truckers tire treads. I thought he would be happy knowing good times and big bucks were just around the bend. Instead the ingrate beat the snot out of me! I did find a dime embedded in my forehead when I picked myself up from the parking lot pavement.
Being that you are from Wisconsin maybe you could make use of your old socks and underwear as part of the cheese making process. Hey that's a joke. I like Wisconsin. In fact I drive through it all the time.
I had a semi regular expedite gig some years back that took me right through Ripon. I ran from Minneapolis to Mercury Marine in Fondle My Rack, Wi. If I am not mistaken there are 2 Kwik Trips in Ripon on either end of town. But man can not survive on Kwik Trip coffee along. He needs the occasional peanut butter cup Blizzard from Dairy Queen and cheese curds from Mauston or Eau Galle.
I also ran a nightly meet and turn linehaul form St. Paul to Mauston. And I used to turn Madtown, the old Skelly at the 132 during the double nickle years. Man that was a grind and a half. Good money though!
