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i hate when I have to publish stuff out of order, but now’s when i have the break, and it seemed a little more important to blog about lawrence lessig when i had the chance.

so. i have finally escaped the northeast united states. the last time i did that was almost two years ago, when i roadtripped down to st. petersburg, florida for the first, and last time. since then, i’ve only made it as far south as cape may, and as far west as… philadelphia.

it’s been getting kinda boring.

imagine my excitement then, at getting up friday morning and getting on a plane to go out west. by 2:15, i was hanging out in the terminal at O’Hare, and realizing while having a very bad plate of chinese food, this terminal was where cris columbus filmed the running through the airport scene in home alone 2.

another thing i noticed, was that they had a flu shot cart right in the middle of the terminal. for $35, you can get the flu injected into you in time for a flight to california.

i decided not to go through with it.

the flight to california seemed really long. i am realizing that as awesome as sitting on the aisle is (i like to stretch out and not feel scrunched) i really miss looking out the window. it got dark as we were flying into SFO, and when i looked out from the window, i thought we were going to crash into the ocean. totally forgot about the whole “bay” part of the “bay area.”

i took the very cool, very space age air train to the bart, where i got lost trying to get to berkeley, but appreciated the speed of the train, and eventually stepped out into a cold (i daresay new england) fall evening, and ran right into lucas zipp.

my brother, grady, who had taken a bus up from pomona in la, was right behind lucas. i had been told to give him a big hug from my mom, my dad, and one for myself. i gave him four hugs, in the spirit of the “and one for good luck” ideology that is central to my family.

with that, we were off to a hawaiian burger place. and to explore berkeley california. it had been 13 hours since i left boston.