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  • Tyler’s Red Vomit
    Rolling down the 89, we’re suddenly in a teeny town, doing 35, mindful of the possibility that the local constable might want to give us and our California license-plated van a ticket, when suddenly we see this: Which reminded everyone of the scavenger hunt game we had played looking for “farm equipment on a pillar”…
  • Ingrown Toenail
    Yeah, horrible. I have one again. It’s been a few years. I cut my right toenail too short, then I pushed a gas pedal for 14 hours. This is a terrible state of affairs. Must. Soak. Feet. (See also: Posts That Might Be)
  • Cherry Blossoms
    Driving south on Route 89 in Utah, specifically through the small towns, I noticed that many of the houses right on 89 had pretty cherry blosson trees in their front yards. They were pink and bright in the lovely sunshine on Easter morning. For some reason I really liked seeing that adornment. Later we talked…
  • Carrying Dirt Is For The Young
    Say that my mother-in-law brings dirt, in large boxes, to one of her daughters. These are heavy boxes, very heavy boxes like the ones reams of paper come in. Filled with moist earth intended for gardening. There are three boxes. Young men, two grandsons carry two of them. The third box is carried by two…
  • The Extra Bone Bet
    So this little anecdote is not from the trip to Utah, it’s from the weekend before, after the boys’ track meet. The boys were explaining to me that black kids are faster because there’s an extra bone in their ankles. Inside my skull, a million angry neurons fired as I tried to think of the…