Regular readers will know that while the World Tours have a distinct air of spontaneity to them, made more so by my ongoing unwillingness to book rooms more than about 48 hours in advance, some of the behind-the-scenes details (financial arrangements, packing techniques, that sort of thing) are scienced out to the nth, or at least the eth, degree.
I have to admit, though, I never planned anything like this:
[W]hy don’t I just drive across this great country of ours? Then came inspiration! It was like the stars converged over my head, giving me the opportunity to accomplish my life-long dream
yes, getting laid by a different woman in all fifty states.
Why settle for just one when America offers so much variety?!
All men have this dream, but how many of us get to achieve it? We always get bogged down with marriage and babies and cleaning out the garage!
I’ve never had this dream, but I presumably lack imagination. (And I definitely lack possibilities.)
Still, if he can pull this off well, if nothing else, the bloggage ought to be extraordinary.