Quickly moving along, the misadventure of moving into our new apartment occurred. I'm sure it has been profusely and accurately documented enough.
If this post was chronologically ordered, things would happened here. Wait, it is! Alas, my memory fails to stretch so far back.
The distinctly American independence holiday came. Coincidently, so did my younger sister
I went hiking at a couple of locales. The first was a multi-day expedition to and from Lena Lakes located in the Olympics. This has been documented and photographed. The second was a day-trip to Palouse Falls with some new company. If asked nicely, I could probably hook you up with some pictures too.
This season just would not be complete without incredibly off-the-wall decisions. Want to grab some tacos - from California? Don't mind if I do, as they're inarguably the greatest tacos in the northern hemisphere! (274mi + 216mi + 934mi + 1330mi) = 2754 miles later, I believe I am one of two people in the world to enjoy Tacos el Unico in three different states.
Ostensibly, I worked up some cajoles and challenged myself to defeat the figurative concept of a metric century. Meanwhile in your reality, I allowed myself to believe illepic doubted my ability finish the bicycle course. One "borrowed" Sirrus, record heat in the Palouse, and 100km later I emerged victorious. Suck it, Trebek.
Which brings your fearless journalist to the current day and some content-free introspection. WSU's Fall semester is beginning and the town of Pullman is filling up with traffic accidents. I think back on this summer and feel it was the perfect duration. I don't clearly remember the end of spring, so we can call this a good deal.
I guess my attempt at length failed. I simply am not infused with the blogging spirit. C'est la vie.