The Manly Art of Automotive Repair
Forgive me, but I’m going to gloat and strut. I have, by dint of – okay, dumb luck – demonstrated momentary prowess in one of the great Manly Arts of […]
Forgive me, but I’m going to gloat and strut. I have, by dint of – okay, dumb luck – demonstrated momentary prowess in one of the great Manly Arts of […]
I’m done roadtripping for a while, so I recommend that travel-thirsty folks take a sideways step and spend some time visiting Zach’s blog. You remember Zach from the South Pole, […]
The woman sitting next to me in Row 14 smells like old tobacco smoke. It feels like the smell of casinos, the smell of endless rows of unsmiling, disheveled folk […]
Ah, what’s not to love about Highway 395? It really gives a sweeping view of those quirky corners of the old reality map that make California, well, California. Oh, and […]
Yeah, it’s sunglasses allthe way down. Like turtles. Tahoe – did I mention? We’re doing a bit of a family roadtrip this week. A couple of days of Spring skiing […]
It’s strange how much trouble I have with simple questions. On the road, there are those two questions you’re always asked by those barefoot marketplace kids: “What’s your name?” and […]