A unique phone call
“911 emergency services.”
“Yes, hello. I just passed under Montrose Ave. in a canoe and the bridge is on fire.”
“In a canoe?”
“Yes, on the Chicago River. In a canoe. The bridge is on fire from underneath. Smoke’s billowing out across the river.”
“Ah … ok. We’ll have the fire department out right away.”
“Will you send fire boats that shoot water from giant nozzles?”
“Probably not, sir.”
[frustrated grunt] “I’ll keep paddling then. Good night.”
Mission Elapsed Time: 20:00:21:06:42:40
Recently this blog (and my Flickr account) turned 20 years old, forever in Internet years. I went back through it all, retracing digital footprints made on what feels like a different planet. Here are some highlights.
The Ampcamper
How I hauled myself, two teens, an 80 lb dog, and a whole load of crap 4000+ miles across six states in twenty days using an electric vehicle. And survived to tell the tale.
The Terror Tourist
A roughly monthly exploration of places in horror fiction — real or imagined, geographical or psychological — culled from The Heavy Leather Horror Show.
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