During my last cross-country bicycle ride (specifically on June 25, 2010) I hung out here while waiting for a thunderstorm to pass. During that time I started the conversation which led to Rachael and I getting back together, after a hiatus of about seven years.
It's the Dog Bark Inn in Cottonwood, Idaho.
Between the original double major in math and physics, the master's degree in industrial engineering, the Ph.D. in industrial engineering (during which I simultaneously spent a year in a completely different school getting a massage therapy diploma), and ten weeks from now the law degree, I've spent the lion's share of my adult life in higher education.
But, this is the end: there are no more degrees it would even remotely make sense to get, and hence each experience of the various rituals related to higher education will be my last.
I took this picture last year in a permanent art installation at the University of Washington's main art museum (the Henry Art Gallery).
To me, the oval shape of the window echoed the origin of our species (including by looking like earth's orbit), and the fact that it opened skyward reminded me of what I hope is the destiny of our species.
I love the fact that the bottom of a rocket looks like the top of a church.
I took this picture at the Kansas Space Center as part of my cross-country bicycle ride last year.