I have been home for the past few weeks and it’s been absolutely lovely. One of the great pleasures of being home is that I can train whenever and however I please. While at Hoodstock, I tend to keep odd hours (but not really for a lindy hopper) and sometimes …
I love being home. It is one of the greatest feelings in the worlds, and I’ve obviously spent too much time under rating it, otherwise I’d surely have been here more. I love driving the truck. The Trooper, albeit boxy and rusted, is exactly as it’s name states: a trooper! …
I spend a lot of time on the road, and I am often asked “Where is home for you?” The simple answer is where ever my suitcase is. Today it’s Fullerton, CA and tomorrow it will be Pittsburgh, PA again. By the end of September, I will have four different …
It’s the Monday following the 4th of July and I am still in Seattle. Not that that is a bad thing; however, I was supposed to be heading home at about 8am and here now my flight is not until 1:30pm. I woke up at 7:15am, showered, wolfed down some …