That's the idea, at least. I'm walking westward from New York City for nine months or so.
If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in Oregon when the clock runs out.
If nothing goes according to plan, maybe I'll end up in Peru or Mongolia or Pennsylvania.
You can read all about the details of my trip
if you're so inclined.
Pablo would be proud.
Will you bring one of those back for me? Please?
I love concrete.
Is that ET and a donkey sitting on a piggy?
this is the kind of ‘Americana’ I just love—