The Bed Hog…
Dad got tired of my bed hogging antics, so he left me in the room and retreated to the relative safety of the predawn hot tub; I will have my…
The Road West Always Beckons
Sorry for the lack of updates, but dad has been dragging us so far out into the wilderness of Moab that cell coverage is a figment of fantasy; does this…
Go back to sleep, Charlie; I got this…
A few years back, I was on a journey looking for answers, and found myself in Colorado. I hooked up with my old buddy Kyle, who told me of a…
The Ten Commandments of Charlie Bravo
Thou shalt have no other dogs before me. Thou shalt not closeth the bathroom door. Thou shall not utter the "G" word in vain (go?) Be not miserly with the…
Today is the first day to the rest of your life…
We are now broadcasting live from thecharliebravostory.com command post, buried deep beneath the foundation of the Casa del Whackos, impervious to enemy fire, telemarketers, and even those white- shirted door to…
