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The story of a girl and her tractor. Okay not really! Really this is the story of a girl traveling the US in a jeep, kicking ass and taking names along the way!



where i'm going

Everywhere! Email me with a place to stay or a fun place to go.

where i've been

White Lake, NY
King of Prussia, PA
Shenandoah Valley, Luray, VA
New Hope, PA
Grand Cayman, BWI (sidetrack!)
Louisville, KY
Red River Gorge, KY
Whitesburg, KY
Whites Creek, TN
Summertown, TN
Asheville, NC
Raleigh, NC
Outer Banks, NC
Richmond, VA
Ocean City, MD
Assateague Island, MD
Buckingham, VA
Woodbourne, NY
Lenox, MA
Brooklyn, NY
Indiana Dunes, IN
Madison, WI
Badlands, SD
Denver, CO
Moab, UT
Jackson Hole, WY
West Glacier, MT
Birch Bay, WA
Tacoma, WA

beloved links

kitty's celebastroblog
evah fan: illustrator!
emily eibel: also an illustrator!
benji & jacob make amazing pizza
vayu yoga in brooklyn
wycombe vineyards, bucks county PA
lynn's paradise cafe, louisville KY
wiley's last resort, whitesburg KY
appalshop, whitesburg KY
the farm community, summertown TN
malaprops bookstore, asheville NC
yogaville, charlottesville, va
sivananda yoga ranch, woodbourne, ny
kripalu, lenox, ma
nina's a great painter!
craig makes silkscreens!
yampah spa in CO
lazy lizard hostel in moab


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Designer: soured-milk*
Base codes: -ambulance
Image: Foto decadent
Brushes: Contagious
Fonts: Existentialism

Friday, August 10, 2007


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a singles network flyer that someone left on my windshield at the whole foods parking lot in denver. how flattering!

Get ready, National Parks of Northwestern America, I'm comin' at ya! In the next two weeks I'm going to be camping and hiking at all of the following parks:

- Rocky Mountain NP
- Canyonlands NP
- Arches NP
- Grand Teton NP
- Glacier NP

On the National Parks Service website , which I am a HUGE fan of, their tagline is: Experience Your America. Well I am certainly taking my America for a spin this month. I know that devoted readers of my blog (of which I'm sure there are many) will remember me bitching about the eighty dollar price tag for a National Parks Pass but I think that the outrageous cost has really propelled me into visiting as many parks as possible this year. That and the fact that I've got no house and no job and I've got to spend my time somewhere, doing something! Might as well go for a hike.

I don't think I have any highlights from Denver this week, although I did go to the local Buffalo Exchange (always a favorite clothing store of mine) and get a bitchin' new vest for twelve bucks. For those of you not in the know Buffalo Exchange is a chain of stores where you can buy and sell used clothes, it's pretty great but naturally it can't compare to my true fav Beacon's Closet in Brooklyn. To follow my stream of consciousness here's a funny story about Beacon's Closet:

Once I was on the B63 bus on 5th ave in Brooklyn and there were these two girls my age sitting in front of me, and being the snoop that I am I was eavesdropping on their conversation. The bus drove past Beacon's Closet in Park Slope. The one girl was saying how Beacon's Closet was prejudiced against "bigger girls" because she always tries to sell her clothes there but they don't take them because she's a size 10, while her friend who is a size 6 never has any problems selling clothes to them. I giggled because I'm a size 10 and I sell my clothes to Beacon's Closet all the time, I made 300 bucks there when I moved. Clearly that girl was pinning the blame on her clothing size, when really it was just that her clothes sucked. And I resent that girl calling herself "bigger" at a size 10, I think we're pretty damn normal-sized. Ain't nothing wrong with having an ample booty, lady! Now go buy some new clothes, because nobody wants yours.

Ah, Brooklyn life. I don't really miss it that much, I know it's hard to believe after that thrilling tale.

3:16 PM;

Like a drifter i was born to walk alone...