If I Even Tried to Tell You The Way I Brandish My Glock

Did he walk off the face of the earth on new years '07? Shall we alert the queen?

NO. i'm still out there, and though i have neglected of late to wear my plastic pendant of purity, things are about to change around here. there used to be grit to this project, and tenacious commitment. that's going to come back in a big way. because you don't just walk one sixth of the way across the country and then change your mind. not after the most boring states of the union are almost through. no.

I have been to berkeley and back, to santa cruz to see the empty boardwalk in winter, the laughing fat robot woman at the arcade. the olivetti typewriter is now officially functioning and those of you who would like\and or\already deserve a type-written letter can most certainly recieve them. i wish to be better in touch with all, and rather than go with the digital trends of beaming your shining faces up on the internet or whatever modern technology can bring us together through a microwave, i am going to reverse my own technological capabilities and go back to the typewriter. it's neat that way.

58.93 miles into the new year

total distance crossed: 602.41 miles

no mans land, utah

if the great whites get me tomorrow, please divide up the keys of my new (old) typewriter and bury one letter in each state.