Tales From The Road

The largest collection of people with questionable parking skills clearly held a convention in Houston this week. The worst of the worst collectively gathered in the parking garage at St Luke’s Hospital. Chels and I took zero pleasure in seeing them receive parking citations. (I’m totally lying. Those asshats deserved it!) Houston lacks drainage. Drainage wouldn’t help fix the larger problem of crappy drivers. Traffic … Continue reading Tales From The Road


Someone recently told me that I can’t skip chapters. That life doesn’t work that way. I am supposed to read every line, and that I won’t want to read some of it and that some chapters will make me cry for weeks. Uhm… Nope. I’m skipping to the back page and reading it first. Then I’m going back and thumbing through to find money or … Continue reading Fiber