You are all small time.

Pike here, on Middle-of-Nowhere Island, Washington.

This week, I'm hitting up multiple destinations, starting with the world's smallest Wal-Mart (I'm out of shampoo), and then I'm going to drive 45 minutes east just so I can reach civilization for a few fleeting moments. After that, I might get some gas at Safeway... if I can find it, in all the fog. Then, I might watch all the Navy Air Force planes fly around. And around. And around. And around. And around.

Welp, back to hiding in my room all day! See you all around!