After spending the majority of my afternoon in a coffee shop with my brand spankin' new 2009 road atlas, I now have my cross country route planned. Einstein and I plan to leave sometime in early February, and I'm hoping to make it to PA in 10 days, which will probably not happen because nothing in my 32 years has ever gone according to plan.
And yet I keep planning. What's that definition of insanity??? Doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results? Yeah, that's sooooo me.
Should be able to hit up some decent hashes, which is pretty cool, but again it all comes down to things going according to plan. Wait! If I plan for things to NOT go according to plan, does that mean that they'll go according to plan???
Those of you in PA better start stocking up on Middleswarth Chips, Tastycakes, and Yuengling Lager.
If any of you want some postcards from the journey, lemme know and give me your address. If you don't wanna leave it in the comments then email it to me. Wherever you are in the world, I'll send them off to you. Even Canada.
Now, I'm gonna finish shakin' my boo-tay to Love Lockdown, then shower and head to Mill Valley for dinner.