Where's George?

When I woke up this morning, my voice was unusually raspy. My throat wasn't sore, but when I came into work and said, "Hello!" to the Ghost, he said: "JESUS H. CHRIST Curt. Go home. I don't want you getting germs all over the papers and infecting our clientele!" I tried to explain to him that I wasn't sick, but he wouldn't have it--he waved me away with one hand over his mouth and nose.

So, I treated myself to some breakfast at Belle Star's place. She was cheerful, calling me psycho and whatnot, mixing in some expletives. She presented me with a plate, heavy with eggs, potatoes, and bacon, swore a good bit more, and looked out the window, cigarette in hand. Belle Star gave me my change after I'd paid the bill and I noticed that one of the dollars had written on it: follow this bill at www.wheresgeorge.com.

I rushed back to my apartment and logged onto the site, and this is what I learned about my George Washington:

1. A89392619A began it's journey in Burlington, KY. The user's note reads: Received in change from Homegoods on Mall Road when buying a picture frame. Ashley was as hot as the weather!

2. A89392619A then traveled 152 miles to Fort Wayne, IN. There, the dollar "lived in my change purse for nearly two months. Will spend it this afternoon on a chocolate bar or give to church offering."

3. 361 miles later, in Akron, NY, the dollar was "given to me by grandma, for getting all A's and one D on my report card!"

4. The dollar than traveled 192 miles into Belle Star's cash register and then two feet into my hands where it "was given to me as change from a woman who claims she was Satan in her past life."