Monthly Archives: July 2015

“You are a chicken!” Mrs. Curmudgeon was standing on the lawn yelling at a cowering creature. “You’re a chicken understand? Just accept that you’re a chicken.” She wasn’t getting her point across. The creature looked confused. “All your friends are … Continue reading →

Eventually we got to civilization.  I bought my kid a new charger to replace the lost one. It was $45 and we both though that was an insult to humanity. Then again, neither of us wanted to even think of … Continue reading →

One highlight of the trip was a particularly windy plain. It was plowing season and epic dust devils were on the horizon. Larger than anything I’m used to seeing. I was entranced. As a colossal dust devil loomed ahead. The … Continue reading →

The profit motive is the superhero of the world’s motivations. The kid became a steely eyed, mathematically adept, logistics genius. At every gas stop he asked about prices in the upcoming state (at truck stops they know this sort of … Continue reading →

I thought of how road trip financing has evolved in my short life. I remember leaving town with all the money you’d need for the trip… or (in my case) not enough money. That made things interesting. (Younger viewers also … Continue reading →