Wait, what's this about ice and traveling and stuff. Man, you all a bunch of crazy people, err, oh wait, this is the blog for recovering Raytheon employees isn't it. Oh okay, I'm in the right place.

Well I've been pleased to have heard from some of you, but from the looks of those already posting it sounds like everyone is enjoying themselves. And as we all should be! But we already know that.

So after all is said and done, back to Colorado it was for me. My folks have been kind enough to allow me to be a bum for a little while whilst I'm gathering my belongings for the bike trip across the U.S. I keep putting it off day-to-day, but it's just 'cause this state keeps distracting me with its mountains and blue skies. Damn Colorado being all beautiful and, but yeah if some of you have spent much time here (other than, shudder, orientation) a visit is a must. Must must must! Had to emphasize.

After cycling around New Zealand, and catching up with Evan and Leslie after strange chance encounters, I found myself strangely in New York city. I remember falling asleep watching The Muppets on the plane, and the next thing I knew I was laying in a curb with rats checking my pockets for change. Seriously, them some damn dirty rats!

I got a job at a messenging company in Manhattan and worked as a bike courier for a few weeks while I was pursuing my crazy obsession with obtaining a New York state driver's license, which for the record I now proudly display when asked for an id. I mean damn if I didn't have to work my ass off, and spend way too many hours (it should be illegal) at the DMV. And the benches weren't even comfortable, but I suppose it wouldn't be the same if they were.

Well alright, I'm up late and still all worked up from a hike earlier, and if I keep going who know's what the hell'll come out of my mouth. So with that, perhaps more from me later if the great Sun god doesn't consume me when I'm on the road, and hopefully I'll see many - or quite possibly all at some point - of you in the coming months.

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p.s. this was dave (i was the one in the corner scrubbing pots)

p.p.s. oh, and holy damn crap i almost forgot. i have lots and lots of pictures, and the internet sez they don't want em, too many, so i will have cds of them with me while i'm out-and-about, handing em out to children and stuff (Adam, just wait until they see you cowered in the shower corner), but when i sees yous guys this summer i'll have some for you too.

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