I threw away one Las Vegas update already. Those of you who know Vegas and enjoyed my Nashville update were probably looking forward to this; Vegas is far riper a target for someone looking to make fun of people. And that was pretty much what the first update looked like. But everything came down to…
Back in the desert again. It was a chilly 110 in Barstow today, and the locals are breaking out the wool and flannel as nighttime temperatures are expected to plummet into the high 80’s. Honestly, I have no idea how people live here, much less seem to be able to look at it as being…
Well, it’s eleven pm here, and it doesn’t really feel like two am, my time. I must be getting acclimated to the time change. Man, the East Coast’s going to be a right bitch when I head home… I’d really like to get to sleep soon, because I want to get up at six to…
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Comic-Con International 1998 is now over, and perhaps my life will resume some semblance of its former self. In particular, perhaps updates will get written more than once a week… And actually, you’re not going to get much in this one, either. I’m working against a for real deadline:…
Last night I wandered around Seaport Village, an upscale clump of shops (“clump of upscale shops” also works, but somehow “upscale clump” sends a more accurate picture of what’s going on here) nestled between the bay, the hotels, and the convention center. It’s a short walk from the convention center, and it’s climatically perfect at…
08/09/98 1:23pm PDT San Diego, CA Greenville SC to San Diego CA 3132 miles 14 days 11 campgrounds 4 mechanics 1 belt squeal that still won’t go away 0 air conditioners And some other numbers that have stuck with me: 20 Tour Updates 115 degrees in the Mojave 56 degrees in the Caverns 6 rolls…
Tonight’s update brought to you by the numbers 145 and 115, and the letters A and C. You’ll get it later. Well, New Mexico and Arizona had both been nothing like what I had expected: flat, brown, and hot. Why should California go according to plan? The bad part is, I thought California was going…
My computer thinks it’s two thirty in the morning. I can’t say I blame it, that’s about what it feels like to me, too. That’s what it would be if I was at home. Turns out it’s still eleven thirty last night here. Arizona doesn’t believe in Daylight Savings Time. Except on the Navajo reservation. …
Although I did, in fact, stand on the corner for a moment, just to be able to say I’d done it, right now I’m sittin’ in a Denny’s in Winslow, Arizona. Let Glenn Frey write about _that_… Embarrassingly enough, this is not the first time Denny’s has come to my culinary salvation. I suppose it’s…
You’d think I’d have learned my lesson by now, wouldn’t you? Heading out the 40 I am, feeling pretty good about life (Santa Rosa provided me with two of the best meals I’ve had on this trip. A spanish omelette for breakfast, cheese enchiladas for dinner, both in family-type restaurants where the staff knew just…