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.
SO, is this where they get CRACKED wheat???????
Oh Gosh! I spit on my computer screen from laughing out loud so much on that one Michael. Good one, very good one.
Matt save any TP, Dorinda could use a square right about now.
LOL !!!!! Jeff ! Stop it. My computer can’t take any more spit on it! Hey Matt! I need the TP now seriously.
waaa waaaa waaaaaaa
You, too, Michael in Atlanta.
You’ve been thinking of farming looking at all those fields… and baked bread… hope you can find some home cooked meals soon!
Sounds like someone’s getting hungry for some good baked bread. Maybe some cracked wheat bread there?
Life finds a way.
The Mustard Seed Parable in real life!! Cracked wheat. Glad I did not say it first…
Another jurassic Park movie moment…”life will find a way”. Like the Lonely cotton wood too…I suppose.
Wow, that rocks. I wonder if people ever try to harvest those?