Snow Day
I’ve written before that the cruel lie of being self-employed is that you can take a day off whenever you want; the brutal truth is that you never do. Well, […]
Category Archives: north-america
Rolling Home
Home now, but I suppose I shouldn’t have signed off before I got to the bits of the travel that actually instigated the whole roadtrip south. I suppose travelogues are […]
And now for something a bit less intense…
We bolted south and west from Slab City mid-afternoon, zigzagging our way along the long rectilinear grid of roads that separate vast irrigated fields of alfalfa, artichoke, chard and bob […]
First Church of the Chocolate Martini, and Other Bystanders to the Apocalypse
R. Crumb’s famous “A Short History of America” has a lesser-known epilogue of three possible futures: one eco-friendly, one high tech, and one post-apocalyptic. I believe yesterday we spent some […]
Day Off
We dropped back down into cell service after a couple of days in Joshua Tree with plans to head down the east side of the Salton Sea and pay a […]
Impulse Control
I’m looking out the window of Alaska Flight 1350, southbound to San Francisco, wishing I weren’t wishing I was sitting up front of a different plane. I could have been. […]
Among the Wildflowers
Maybe wildflowers are a kind of drug. You see bright colors in flowing patterns, and they make you feel all groovy and relaxed. And when you come back down, you […]
Fish Pond Fish
What’s in a name? Back when Devon and I were courting and found ourselves (long story) in the Kenya’s Samburu Valley, she described a minor revelation that the place had […]
When Life Gives You Snow
[Warning: this whole dang post is basically a PIREP (pilot report) that will probably bore the socks off of anyone who’s not an aviation junkie.] The weather gods and calendar […]
Snowpocalypse, Part II
“It turns out I suddenly find myself needing to know the plural of apocalypse.” -Riley, Buffy the Vampire Slayer I’ve never been in Fairbanks in the spring. Spring is the […]
David Pablo Cohn 