Category Archive: Fish out of water

Goin’ Down South

I’m road tripping.  This has always been my favorite state of existence. As a child I took long journeys during the summer with my folks, who as teachers had long summer holidays.  The… Continue reading


I have no idea how to banter anymore.  But apparently everywhere I go, people want to engage me in some sort of conversation.  I’m just trying to buy a quart of ice-cream and… Continue reading