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.
When I put up the first column about Lincoln City, the consensus response both at home and in print was that we’d missed all the good stuff.
That had a simple solution– go again. Continue Reading »
This year’s excursion to the Olympia Comics Festival was, without question, the most painless field trip the Cartooning Class has ever done. Continue Reading »
We don’t really need a reason to hit the road. Generally, it’s just that either Julie or myself gets a case of mild wanderlust, coupled with a need to get out and away from under all the various work things that pile up. Continue Reading »
This is the concluding installment of the tale of our recent excursion to the Oregon coast; a place that we discovered is much better bookscouting– and comics-friendly– territory than one might suppose. Part one is here, and part two lies below the fold. Continue Reading »
My wife is sentimental about holidays and family. Me? Not so much. Continue Reading »
Last time I told you about the first day of our four-day bookscouting excursion to Victoria, B.C. Here’s the next installment.
I was a little taken aback by how strongly my wife approved of my suggestion that for this year’s anniversary trip, we should take the Clipper to Victoria, on Vancouver Island in British Columbia.
“Because I want to have high tea,” Julie explained. “At the Empress.”