My Dog is Chelsea

It’s past one a.m. and I was supposed to be on the road in five hours. But let’s get real—who the heck can drive for ten hours on five hours of sleep? I’ll go when I go, and I’ll get there when I do. It’s past one a.m. and my room is still cluttered with [...]

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I’m still sick—battling a nasty upper respiratory infection—but that’s not what this post is about. This post is about my car. My beloved (ha) Geo Tracker. I went to the mechanic today, and it turns out she’s a little sick, too, and needs some fixin’. Let me give you a little background on the ol’ [...]

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Since I’ll be Portland-bound in a few days, it’s time to get an expert to look at the ol’ Geo Crapper and tell me that she still has a few miles in her before needing a complete overhaul. I’m fairly confident that Le Traquer is ready for the drive, despite the squeaky brakes and leaky [...]

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I set out over a week ago on an across-the-county journey, and I finally arrived in Santa Fe a few days ago. My brother came along for the ride, and with Chelsea in the back seat tucked between a few boxes of my stuff, we headed out in my two-wheel-drive, two-door, five-speed, soft-top, piece-of-shit Geo [...]

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Hey. I’m alive. I will post later.

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