We meet a helpful contractor who wants to demolish the house to improve it. (Yikes!)

To start off the New Year, I present to you The Wild And Wonderful Little Blue Casita.[head] √ Sheds, Beds, and Spreads

I realize I could have avoided the Winfield Disaster by not being an idiot. Phooey.

We finally get to Winfield. And guess what? There’s one last, twisted, gawdawful punchline to the dang joke.

It’s 3 a.m. in Winfield. We’re finally there. And...and...it’s not over yet. (Argh.)

We find ourselves in a serious storm. Not fun.

We finally get to Oklahoma...just before the storm. (Yikes.)

A tale of rental cars, distained discounts, deathless enmity, and, oh yes, the dancing Loch Ness Monster.

I am Uber-whelmed. And other comedies. #stampoutennui #xcargo #bustravel 

We arrive in Dallas and discover that America has serious problems.

We finally decide on the bus...and I make a really stupid joke. (Bell Hop. Bell, that is. And Hop.)

I think Greyhound is the best bet. Have I mentioned that I'm really stupid? Just making sure.

I thought it was such a good idea. Whoa. Was I wrong.

We meet Major the Bull, and I discuss Durham resident super-spy.

We enjoy lunch at the excellent Cafe Ferdosa...and consider the fabulous poet after whom the restaurant is named.

More adventures in Durham, and thoughts about how much I hate Daylight Savings Time.

About my friend in Ukraine, and what must be done.

Playing Dodge-em with semis in an underpowered car...is *not* fun.

We consider the doubtful joys of airport parking. And of the (shudder) TSA checkpoints.

And we’re off to Durham, N.C. to see our friend Vincent. He’s cool...and it is a happening place.