Dad was raised in church, but has always cautioned me to keep religion out of my posts. A: there are other places for that, and B: more times than not, the "religious" approach is either so heavy handed that it unneccesarily offends or so saccharine that it sickens. On our last trip out west, dad met a self-proclaimed agnostic follower of my scribblings in Moab, UT who said, " I have to ask; are you…

Did you hear about the passenger that was forcibly removed from the United flight? Or the Madonna attempted to adopt another child? Or that Bruce Jenner.... I give up; I don't even want to go there. At the Casa, we dropped cable long ago, and while that is not an euphemism for what I do in the back yard, the results are the same. Dad has been traveling on business a little more than usual,…

Dad here; It sounds like there is a new inmate at the Casa del Whackos; wait, wait, before everyone gets their knickers in a twist, let me explain. Yesterday morning, Charlie was doing what Charlie does best, which is whatever Charlie wants to do at the particular instant. This time she was sprawled out on the bed, demanding that I, her indentured servant, scratch her brisket. She must have been a tad more relaxed than…

Dad and I were out in the bike last night and saw this message placed haphazardly on the back of a car. You would think that if you truly believed in the cause or political candidate you are passively supporting by sporting a bumper sticker, you would at least take the time to place it correctly, but, hey, what do I know? Anyway, when I saw this particular message, it occurred to me: "aren't we…

Dad is on the road for a few days, so I'm moping around the Casa looking for someone else to harass. Gary called me yesterday to express his condolences and also to let me know that 147 new followers had joined the page this weekend; do what? 147? Where did they come from, out of the clear blue sky? Well, I am just a dog, but even I know that that's where special gifts tend…

Yesterday was a big day for the inmates; it seems like every ADV bike in the area showed up to at the Casa. The air was thick with springtime pollen and talk of travel, as the guys began prepping their steeds; some for a trip around the globe, some for trips across the country, some for trips around town, but all of them adventures in their own right. I love occasions like this; after the…