The lake was calling me, this week. No. Not that lake. No… uhm… no, not any sane lake within reasonable driving distance. I mean Rathbun Lake, which is a solid 3/4 of a state away. Did I mention I made the trip there and back in a day? Well, it’s something new, and we’ve been
Just in case you missed it, I’m headed to the Pike’s Peak Writers’ conference in a little over a week. So, my mind is already out in Colorado, and look at this, I’ve found a railway just for you to look at. Remember that hiking path that ends in a parking lot out in California?
Let’s be honest, I’m on vacation–or at least, a couple days off, and I’m getting lazy. So, let’s stay in Missouri another day, and talk about Kansas City. Look, I have a picture. One without my thumb in it: I climbed up the side of a mountain to get that for you. Well, a very
In another two cups of coffee, St. Joe will be a beautiful old railroad town. Right now, however, it is a foolhardy city that allows two 5:00s to exist within the same day. I’m recovering from a night in a cheap motel, and the recent loss of my (nearly-finished) draft of my A-to-Z post for
I finally registered for the Pikes Peak Writers’ Conference in April. I managed to get time off from work to actually go, and if that’s not a sign, I don’t know what is. So, I filled out forms, and pressed send, and now, I’m going. So, clearly, the first problem is underwear– No, wait. That’s