despite a rather bumpy landing, I made it back home
to the edge of a pretty unassuming (boring) state park in backwoods PA - and by boring I mean we've got nothing better to do that research the
physics of cow-tipping. Boring can be nice, sometimes. As in, right now.
as for being home, there's just this one little problem:
Nobody Understands.
("so how was Russia?" they ask.)
hell, some people seemed easier to reach when I was and ocean and countless time zones away.
but still, it's really good to be home. i'm not complaining, not really.
and in a minute, I won't even have time to think about this sort of thing.
I'll be off to a hippie kayaker commune - where i will be a WhiteWater guide this summer, based in the Harper's Ferry region.
Provided this job works out, you should all stop by - ride the river with me!
ALSO!
if you have any relevant information concerning the feasibily of this cow-tipping thing, please, drop a comment. Has anyone actually seen it done? Wiki says it's impossible, but we have contacts who have allegedly seen it happen.