Not for the faint of art. |
A summary of my travel accomplishments and assorted notes, now that I'm back home: I visited Nebraska for the first time. Now I just need Michigan and Alaska for the completed set. I appreciate that they grow stuff in Nebraska that I eat and drink. I'm glad I don't have to be there to supervise. Is there anything more satisfying than watching someone who just blew past you get pulled over by cops? No. No, there is not. There is something about California that keeps anyone in that state from making above-average pizza. While you might not expect or believe it, Utah contains very good breweries and distilleries. I finally perfected the wording of one of my life philosophies: "Bread is food; everything else is a condiment." Driving in heavy rain or snow sucks. What sucks worse is driving directly into the accursed daystar as it is rising or setting. People need to learn how to fucking merge. When there's a reduced-speed-limit-double-fines construction zone, don't get all pissed off at me when I do the limit. On the flip side, cops, don't set up three orange cones with a speed trap and call it a construction zone just to get more revenue. In the end, I'm glad I did the trip. But next time, maybe, back roads during warmer weather. |