The Bridges of U.S. 93
There are three high (and sorta scary) bridges between Tucson and Las Vegas.
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There are three high (and sorta scary) bridges between Tucson and Las Vegas.
We’re hitting the road in the morning, driving to Las Vegas for a weekend with our son and his family. Polly will be in charge of the house and Mister B while we’re away. We thought we’d booked a pet-friendly hotel at Lake Las Vegas but the fine print on the confirmation email says “no […]
Our son Gregory’s in town for a trade show.
Sober fós: still sober. Today, Saint Patrick’s Day, marks 17 years since I last drank.
Yesterday I saw two news stories claiming the Oscar-winning movie American Fiction is streaming on Amazon.
The dogs have been walked, the bird feeders replenished, the bird bath cleaned and refilled. It’s time to blog!
Sorry for the TMI.
In a recent post, I mentioned ordering a new wristwatch to celebrate an important-to-me anniversary coming up on St. Patrick’s Day.