Roswell, New Mexico: Mulder and Me

Roswell, New Mexico: Mulder and Me

Roswell says it’s the Dairy Capital of the World, not, like you might assume, the Crazy Capital. And though I searched and searched for true weirdness – people in aluminum-foil hats, cow mutilations – Roswell seemed pretty normal. Especially if you think normal is a...
Or I Could Pack my Own Dinosaur

Or I Could Pack my Own Dinosaur

Day One of our maiden voyage: Overall, success. Yes, there was cursing (the hitch) and a kitchen faucet turned Old Faithful (fixed), but I figured out the stove and water and fridge (it runs silently, which I thought meant it wasn’t running at all), and you have no...
Though I Might Go Back for Leavenworth: Prison Guards!

Though I Might Go Back for Leavenworth: Prison Guards!

Because of recent posts about Mr. Famous Writer/Actor and a highway patrolman, I thought I might start a second blog called “People I’ve Wanted to Have Sex With.” It wouldn’t be the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. That’s probably when I applied for grad school in...