Noah’s couch had fallen apart some time since we had last stayed there so Hannah and I slept on the floor, which, combined with the 44 degree weather and lack of blankets or heating, meant very little sleeping was actually accomplished. Regardless, I woke up with King Diamond’s “Welcome Home” looping in my head, so… Read more

Took FlixBus up from San Diego this morning with Hannah at 10am. A treacherous bouquet of human excrement greeted us immediately upon entering the bus, immediately betraying the fact someone had broken the cardinal sin of long distance mass transit: never shit in the bathroom. In spite of the odor, nearly every rider on the… Read more