50 State Ring-And-Run Crime Spree Continued: All The Way To The Virgin Islands (From 2007)

Here’s the final installment of our Fifty State tour of American front doors. We’ve thrown in Puerto Rico and the Virgin Islands too. Now you all know what’s it’s like to be a Fuller Brush Man.

South Carolina:
South Dakota:
Tennessee:
Texas:
Utah:
Vermont:

Virginia:
Virgin Islands:
Washington:
West Virginia:
Wisconsin:
Wyoming:

50 State Ring-And-Run Crime Spree Continued: Mostly New, Some North, It’s Not An Island (From 2007)

We’re continuing our fifty state tour of old front doors. It tells us a lot about our front door heritage, which is to say: not very much.

New Jersey:
New Mexico:

New York:

North Carolina:
North Dakota:

Ohio:

Oklahoma:

Oregon:

Pennsylvania:

Puerto Rico:

Rhode Island:
I’ll run out of states soon, so I’m contemplating “Drainage Ditches Of The Near East,” or perhaps “Garden Gnomes Of The Marianas Islands” as a theme for next week. I’m open to suggestions, of course.

Fifty State Ring-And-Run Crime Spree Day Three: MMMMMMMNNNH (From 2007)

It’s day three of our quixotic quest to codify a pack of portals from fitty states. Today we linger over the M’s a good long while. Beware the arm. Ask not for whom he holds the door. He holds for you.
Maryland:
Massachusetts:
heh
Michigan:

Minnesota:

Mississippi:

Missouri:

Montana:
Nebraska:
Nevada:
New Hampshire:
New letters being added daily! Get fresh alphabet tomorrow!

Fifty State Ring-And-Run Crime Spree Part Two (From 2007)

We’re trying to find a doorway worth looking at in all Fifty States, at least fifty years old. So far so good. Pretend you’re the paper boy.

“Collecting!”

Georgia:
Hawaii:

Idaho:
Illinois:
Indiana:
Iowa:
Kansas:
Kentucky:
Louisiana:
Maine:

And just because we love Maine, a two-fer — because I want to spend every possible waking hour of five eternities lingering at a doorway that looks like this one in Wiscasset, Maine:More tomorrow, and until one of us gets bored.

Fifty State Ring And Run Crime Spree (From 2007)

I wondered if there was a way to visit every state in the Union without actually going there. Those rectangular ones with two time zones and one congressman are sort of daunting to a denizen of the coast. Mysterious. But every state has a vibe, more or less; and no matter what anyone tells you about how uniform the culture is getting, I’ve always been struck by how different the same thing can be depending on where you are. So, we offer humbly, the same thing in fifty places at least fifty years ago. Not sure what it’s all like now. That would involve leaving my house.

Alabama:
Alaska:
Arizona:
Arkansas:
Californi-ay:

Colorado:
Connecticut:
Delaware:
Washington, D.C. :
Florida:More tomorrow, and until one of us gets bored or I get to Samoa.