Your car is your cage
Driving from the east coast to Walla Walla, we stayed in all manner of hotel accommodations. The overdone casino hotel on the reservation in Niagara Falls to the bare but tidy room in Weyburn,...
View ArticleDown from on high
August rolled around and we were thrilled to take our honeymoon, finally, a little more than a year after getting hitched. This is fine, as it turns out, since my knee is all better and I’ve had time...
View ArticleDead cows tell no tales
When Mom visited us last week, we tooled around town. No really, we tooled around town, on the outskirts, north, east, and west. This is surprisingly easy, because two streets this way or that, and...
View ArticleLeaving Liar House
To start off, a few numbers related to our move out of faculty housing: 6 rolls of packing tape 32 boxes of books 50+ pieces of fragile pottery to wrap and pack 3 bedrooms, 1.5 bathrooms, 1 living...
View ArticleRiding off into the sunset burns my retinas
To say I’m sick of driving would be to trivialize everything I’ve seen on my journey across the continent and back, would be to make too much light of the 8,600 miles of the trip, in which I’ve...
View ArticleThe wheels of the bus go round and round
We drove down into Walla Walla on Monday morning, Susanne napping in the passenger seat and me maneuvering through the Snoqualmie Pass in the Cascades. I set my barometer for driving endurance in...
View ArticleInto the Desert
That it only took several hours of packing up and 45 minutes to load a moving truck with our belongings belied the difficulty we’d have with this move after achieving those two goals. Ahead of us was...
View ArticleDriving Miss Dodo
One of my favorite statistics about Washington, DC, is the number of lawyers working in the city: 50,000. That’s one lawyer for every 10 residents. Do these people directly benefit those residents? No,...
View ArticleLand of the Taxidermist
I’ve driven through large swaths of Canada several times now—if I’d stitched them together they would pretty much connect the east and west coasts, except for the fact that I’ve never driven into...
View ArticleLife Without Filters
These days I use chronic sleep deprivation as a tool. It’s my excuse when I can’t think of a particular word. It’s my justification for taking an early afternoon nap. It’s my benchmark for whether the...
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