Howdy, neighbor
Nearly every day for the last three years I’ve said hello or briefly chatted with our next door neighbor, Steve, “Home Improvement”-style through the wooden fence. He’s always around so I presumed he either didn’t work or that he worked from home.
Today, thanks to a holiday gift of a bag full of cookies I now know what “Uncle” Steve does. Who would have ever guessed?
Golly, they’re flavorful!
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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