"Game of Thrones": 10 Questions for Season 7
2015 has been rough for us; we’ve had to cancel so many things this year I honestly thought we wouldn’t be able to do any kind of traveling at all. But then the printshop where I occasionally work needed a brochure job delivered to the Tokeland Hotel, and I volunteered to go. It was kind of a work trip but not a LOT of work, just a courier job basically, and with the shop picking up gas money for the first part of the trip and the hotel spotting us a room for the night, we could afford the rest of it. Continue Reading »
I had come to Portland for a funeral. Continue Reading »
Julie was still asleep when inspiration hit me on Sunday morning. So I went into our bedroom and sat on the foot of the bed and said, “I have one word for you.”
She stirred and said “Mmmmfraw,” which after over a decade of marriage I knew meant Huh? What time is it? What word? What are you on about now? Continue Reading »
“We have to cancel our trip,” I told my bride. “There’s just no way we can pull it off. Too broke.” Continue Reading »
It’s been over a year since we have been able to go on any kind of a real trip. But finally, the stars– and work schedules– aligned, and last weekend we were off to the north to see what we could turn up in the way of books, comics, and other diversions. Continue Reading »
Almost nothing went according to plan, but we did manage to enjoy ourselves somewhat, and turned up a few interesting books on the way. Continue Reading »
People occasionally ask me, “So have you been on any trips?” or “When are you doing another road trip column?” Continue Reading »
This year’s hide-out-from-the-holidays road trip was, for me, the fulfillment of an idle wish I’d been carrying around in the back of my head for years. Continue Reading »
This is the final installment in a series of columns about various places we found rare old books and comics and stuff on our last two trips south down the Oregon coast. The first part is here; the second is here; the third is here; and the last one lies below the fold.
This is the latest in a series of columns about various places we found rare old books and comics and stuff on our last two trips south down Highway 101, on the Oregon coast. The first installment is here; the second is here; and the third is below the fold.
Second part of our adventures on the last two coast bookscouting trips. The first part is here for those who came in late. Part two lies below the fold.