What's wrong with this picture?

Yes, that's me putting my finger through a giant hole in the sidewall
of my rear tire. And, yes, I'm in the creepiest motel room in all of
West Virginia. $24.58 after tax.

I rode through a 10 mile sliver of Maryland this afternoon and the
difference between the two states based on road conditions and first
impressions is serious. Tomorrow, I'm gladly headed for Maryland again.

I've mounted my spare tire, but this drama may not be
over. ...grumble, grumble...beat-up rim from that rough trailriding a
few days ago...the rim may be a little...cracked...let's all hope for
the best at least until I can get somewhere with a bike shop...in
Maryland.