mount everest

i'm not an adventurous sort of person. sometimes i think i'd like to be the kind of person who sets off on a kayaking trip through the congo, facing off against the forces of nature, blatantly regardless of the pythons and the dyptheria. but mostly i tend to go with my strengths: eating, sleeping, randomness, avoiding dyptheria...
and that works for me.
presidents day weekend tends to be a time for mini adventures involving hiking and camping and rafting, none of which i have interest in. but not to be outdone by the self-righteous physically active, i felt the need to do something. have an adventure to my liking. a katventure, if you will (not the kind where i write a blog with lots of links and rewrite the plot to every movie i've ever seen. a real life one). and so along with a like minded compatriot i drove to the four corners where i figuratively climbed what might be considered my metaphorical mt. everest when i ate four meals in four different states in one day.

you don't have to be intimidated. i live life on the edge.

that's just how i roll.