Day 9 New Orleans, LA to Pensacola, FL – 215 miles With only six hundred fifty miles to go, we felt we could sleep in late. The hangovers from the night before in no way influenced that decision. Of course, my idea of late, hangover or not is about eight, so I was up before anyone else. I...
day 10 Pensacola to Orlando, FL – 488 Miles Once again, Abi had his gear loaded and ready before Fiona and I came down at the agreed on time. “Dude, what the hell? Every single day I’ve come down on time, and every single day you’ve already been loaded up and ready to go...
If it’s Wednesday, I must be delayed in some generic airport, some generic place in this country. And it must be time to endure more stupidity, courtesy of the automatons from the TSA. This actually happened to me about ten minutes ago: I hand my ticket and drivers license to a...
I recently had the pleasure of borrowing a Hertz rental car, and while waiting for Hertz Agent Duddly DumbKnuckle to figure out exactly how his computer worked, I had some time, well plenty of time actually, to read the fine print of the Hertz Rental Agreement. It’s a pretty one...
Working ‘behind the scenes’ on a TV show, the opportunity rarely arises to actually appear on the program. When people find out what I do for a living, one of their first questions is, “If I watch the show, will I see you on TV?” My standard answer, usually met...