I was driving back from Kansas City while listening to Bon Iver (perfect sunset soundtrack) when I spotted some mighty fine bovine. So naturally, I exited the highway, drove four miles in the opposite direction and harassed the cows until I got some good shots. And then I thought it’d be really poetic to drive back to Columbia on the side roads for as long as possible. And theennn I drove past a huge “nude girls” sign/store while realizing I smelled like cow butt… and immediately got back on the highway. Yah. Pretty much.