It's a countdown, not a final one, though.

It's official. In 3 months, I will... Officially, be in a land down unda. And for 3 months I'll be traveling in a fried combie, on a hippie trail head full of zombie. There, I'll meet a strange (but pretty) lady. I may be nervous, but she'll take me in and give me breakfast. And I'll say...

You know the rest.

Will I be saving babies from dingoes? Will I be going beyond thunderdome? Will I be putting shrimps on BarBees? I know for a fact that I'll be going to an Outback Steakhouse. If only for the Bloomin' Onion.

Oh, and I'll be with the woman I love, but that's neither here nor there...

Aussie Fries!!!