I once read a bit of blogger profundity that the size of a full timer’s storage facility indicates their commitment to the full timing lifestyle. If the storage unit/building/shed holds all the comforts of home, full time living on the road will not hold an equally promising future. As much as I have loved the full timing lifestyle over the past year, Continue reading
Texas bragging rights can get downright annoying sometimes, especially for someone who has spent as many years living outside the state as inside. Always with the “Bigger and Better in Texas” theme. Do other states have everything in the shape of their state from tombstones to tortilla chips? Continue reading
When I was in Austin for my two week escape from the driveway, I went to dinner at my favorite sushi restaurant. I love to sit at the sushi bar and watch the edible art being created as I sample the small plates that come up one by one, while sipping $3 sake until my gums are comfortably numb. The place is always packed, so it is always a crap shoot whether you will be seated next to Continue reading
Old man winter’s back in town! Looks innocent enough, right? Just a sheer, subtle layer of shimmering slickness. Not to worry, right? 
Too bad I was driving and couldn’t grab a photo of the rear end of some guy’s car dangling overhead in thin air, high off the edge of the overpass Continue reading
It is time for me to leave Austin and return to the driveway. I have had a great time here, and I am sad to leave. But as Tracey Chapman would sing, “Leave tonight or live and die this way.” Continue reading
I’ve been having an amicable discussion with my older (retired!) brother Don about whether or not I have the will to adhere to the kind of budget that will be required should I decide to retire soon. Continue reading
It was a cold, blustery day yesterday in Austin. Down to the low 40’s with a stiff 20 mph north wind. I was determined not to let the weather ruin one of my only two weekend days, so I put on my fleece pants, three layers of shirts/coats, fleece gloves and hat, and walked for almost five hours. Continue reading
After sitting parked in my parent’s driveway for two weeks, I was getting a bad case of “driveway fever.” There are only so many trips down to the local Walmart, or through the many fast food drive-thrus lining the main street of our 5,000 resident town that I will allow myself to make. And my dear parents mean well, but Continue reading