On the day you’ve said good-bye to your good boy, happy hour isn’t happy at all. We managed him through escalating arthritis and kidney failure but in the end it was cancer. His slow but controlled decline turned into a catastrophic plummet seemingly overnight, his body wasting away right before our eyes. Tobes. Tobers. Toberto. […]
Hey, I Think That’s My Old Truck
What are the odds of buying a 20-year-old truck and then randomly meeting the people who bought it brand new?
You’ve Got Mail
Mail and packages don’t simply end up on your doorstep. Because your doorstep is always changing.
An Inverse Manhattan
We tried to be open minded about the drinks, tried to enjoy them, tried to think of the experience as another adventure in travel.
Why Can’t You Control Your Dog?
We now know a lot more about dog policies in one of our favorite Nevada State Parks.
Ten Dollars is Too Much
“I see the sign says it’s ten bucks a night. Is anybody coming around to collect the money?”