Broken

I interviewed a former senator yesterday. He was delightful, and amazing, and utterly certain that things are broken and there's no fixing them. Even when I pushed - "Okay, but what if you had unlimited energy and could do anything? What if you could magically change something - what would you change to make us...

Leftover Bits and Pieces from the Road

Most of the wandering on my trip took place in Nevada, as nearly all the sites I wanted to hit on this go-round were in the desert. There were some great ghost towns and haunted spots from my start in Missouri, for sure, but those only popped up at the rate of about one a day. Like Texola,...

Ghosts of the Past

I'm long overdue for a wrap-up of my ghost trip. I've been putting it off for some reason. It's not that I've been waiting on photos - I had those processed and uploaded the day after I made it home. Not waiting for mental processing, either - I do all my thinking on the road, and haven't really...

Digital Tools

Before I got a smartphone - and this was embarrassingly not long ago, like less than a full year back now - I railed constantly against google maps and online tools for travel. Yes, they mean you'll never get lost again. But you'll never get lost again. That's heartbreaking. I love getting lost. On my...

Stuck in Wisconsin

I've been having fun with photos. Yes, most of the snapshots I took on my 2004 trip were pretty lousy. But I have a copy of photoshop now. So now I have a bunch of pretty obviously altered photos. It's kinda fun. This: turned into this: And this: turned into this: It's crazy fun, turning...

On the latter road

I'm not a poetry gal. Really, really not. I had a mild upswell of interest when I discovered prose poetry, but that didn't last long. For the most part, I dislike trying to write it, hate reading it, and often feel a gag reflex initiating when trying to listen to it in public. I do...