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.
Clean, stark lines. Just lovely.
ET must have taken the basket when he decided to leave it at that spot.
I want this in my front yard to remind me to “Get Out There and Ride!”
Ground control to Major Tom: Commencing countdown engine’s on
…check ignition switch..