Hey, wasn't I going to make a big ol' website about my cross-country road trip last Summer? I should probably get around to doing that; I have over 800 digital images and three boxes of tchotchkes and local newspapers to sort through and sculpt into some kind of site. I'm already saddened by how much of that experience I'm forgetting over time and forgot to journal. Last night I remembered that the day I was to leave Washington, D.C., I realized I lost something important, and walked all the way back to the bar where I met a dozen D.C. bloggers the night before to beg the owner to let me in and take a look around. It was important enough that I couldn't leave without it, and I didn't find it at the bar, but must have found it eventually because I left D.C. feeling relieved. But I can't remember what it was. There's a lesson in there somewhere. Especially sad that I schlepped my laptop all the way across the country to journal the experience along the way. (Indeed, the original plan was to journal it live from the road onto a web site, but I didn't find out until Boise that my modem drivers weren't installed properly. There's a lesson there, too. I learned lots of lessons that trip; maybe someday I'll tell you about them.)
March 25, 2002
