Traveler’s Bingo

I have this little game I play when I’m on the other side of the pond. (I am, by the way.) You see, I hit the road in my best I-don’t-look-like-an-American-tourist outfit and see if a native in that country will ask me directions. Now, if you want to play this game, you are pretty [...]

The ballad of the sad umbrella

sad umbrella

— Oh, I covered your head, and kept you dry; here you left me, and so I die. — It’s not really all doom and gloom. It’s New York City on a wet and windy day. That’s what we encountered last Saturday. There were dead umbrellas everywhere. In doorways. Three or four at a time [...]

How not to fly

That’s from a couple of hours ago when a Southwest Airlines plane started to fall apart in the sky. Read the quick tweets from someone who was there and offered her photos. h/t Gadling

French school dropout

I kind of imagine a group of my French speaking friends dancing around much like this Grease version: At the rate I’m going I won’t be able to order coffee much less ask for toilet paper. I can’t believe I’ve let so much time pass without making these lessons part of my routine. I did just [...]

Honoring my inner Ax Man

I helped dad clear for a few hours today. The ice storm from about three years ago is yielding good firewood a guy is logging, but the smaller stuff still needs some attention. Among other things I am now capable of starting and wielding a chainsaw and have been reintroduced to the proper tying of [...]