As some of you may know, liz and I often drive down to burning man in Nevada. It's a straight haul from Gary, Indiana to San Francisco, and every year, one of the most unpleasant things about the drive is the weak-ass dishwater that truck stops along the I80 try to pass off as coffee.

So I decided to look up locations of starbucks in towns along the route. This makes me stupidly happy.

see below for version 1.0


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20 July 2005