June 16

Well, journeyed to far off Pennsylvania today to go shopping with Tad.  A bit of road weirdness:  as you travel east across the state line on US 422 the first establishment is on the left, a fireworks store.  A few hundred feet down, on the opposite side of the road, is a run down looking Italian restaurant, that may or may not have customers.  I haven't seen any.  Another short bit down the road, back on the left, is a run down looking adult book, and other stuff, store.  A bit farther is the turn for

 

There is a place, can't call it a town, because Frizzleburg isn't one, called Frizzleburg Heights.  Tad is acquainted with someone who lives in Frizzleburg Heights, a part of the Frizzleburg Greater Metropolitan Area.  I made up that last part about the FGMA, but who could make up the rest?  The story is that there was a little post office there and the postmistress had very frizzy hair.  If it's not true, it should be.

As you might tell from my description of the establishments along the highway, eastern Ohio and western Pennsylvania are economically depressed, but there is a great deal of fracking for gas taking place and that may turn the area around.

I mentioned US 422.  Now for something cosmic:

Wow!  422 and 224 run together for a way.  There has to be some deep significance here.  What is the answer?  Bet it's '42.'  (Those of you who get that, send me a comment.  Except Kat, I know she got it.)