The Dumbest Thing I Did at Cedar Point

Here we are with this title that sounds so stereotypical, but, with Fringe and the Military Tattoo taking place while we were in Edinburgh, was actually quite literal. There were bagpipes. Many. Also hills. Those too were most literal. And some serious ass-busters. Anyway Edinburgh… my haggis, what can I say? A smallish sort of city with organic restaurants and an organic grocery…

Some Sunday nights are pretty average. Like this one. Did some writing. Did some grocering. Watched some Adventure Time. Dined on potato soup. Attempted to exercise my booty to optimal. That king of thing. Some Sunday nights you hear Mavis Staples and Bonnie Raitt sing Will the Circle Be Unbroken, and you smile so hard…

I earned an enemy in Spain. I’m not sure how. It was our first full day in the country, and we spent it in Barcelona. On the return trip on the train, things were going swimmingly. We were in an end row, back to the door corridor, and there was a woman sitting in front of…

The first vacationey leg of our extended time overseas came to a close a little less than a week ago. Now, we’re a few days deep in the domestic, everyday, ‘Holy Fuckfire, you have a book coming out in five weeks!’ portion of our adventure. Just a few things to share before going on with the reality of…

So, before I jetted back across country to resume my humdrum life, I was in NYC for three days following the NYC excursion. And here’s how that went. First, we were booked at one hotel for the entire three days, but when we got there, the chic at the desk wouldn’t let us check in…