A little dueling digital cameras to pass the driving time.  (Email Cyber Sam and badger him to put his pictures up.)  We didn't want to drive at night and miss any scenery, so we pulled off the road at Mount Shasta Lake, which, travelling by Cyberbuss, is about 2 hours south of Mount Shasta.  We found a nice spot,

I cooked a little Wrybread Surprise for dinner, and for desert I stirred up some cake mix in a frying pan until it could be called a pudding.   Roby had no idea what it was, and as he ate he asked in all seriousness "Is this food? It's defininitely food-like...."  My theory is that the so-called "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter" spray-on margerine gives everything a gummy texture once cooked.