Bozeman, where I'm reconnecting with my old friend, The Internet

J and I are on our way to Missoula. We decided to stop here, in Bozeman, MT, where I sit and drink coffee and write, after some pizza and walking around this outdoorsy, lively town. If Missoula is anything like this, I'm telling you, I may never leave the state. But I'm not writing to talk about Bozeman or how much I love Montana, actually. For now, I'm writing to say that I'm going to be posting a few entries I've written over the past few days, but haven't had the chance to get on the blog. My apologies - I sincerely meant to write almost every day.

Despite my belief that America was a place where the internet is, you know, everywhere, we managed to stay in a couple of places over the past few days without it. Try as I might, I couldn't muster enough of a signal to get any worthwhile connection to the web, and so I had to put my computer aside and chill. I'll admit, it was sort of a nice break.

I've got a lot to say, though, because, man, the places we've been! So after this post will be a few (in chronological order) describing our times in South Dakota, Wyoming and, now, Montana. I'll try to get everything up here today and tomorrow and then once we hit the west coast, I'm really not anticipating anymore internet-less stretches. I mean, this is the United States of America.