In Moab, Scott and I attempted once again to meet a patron who wouldn’t be opposed to a few smelly boys sleeping in his/her living room. Once again, we failed miserably, although we got closer than we have ever yet gotten- the cool Arches park ranger we became friends with considering letting us crash after […]

One of the many moments of “wow” that we had in Salt Lake City. This picture was taken in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building book store. They also sold clothing here that you had to be a member of the church to buy.

So far the impression that I’ve gotten about Mormons is the following: their […]

Look, this isn’t a big deal. It’s not something I am seriously freaked out by. But occasionally since childhood, when sitting on the can, a thought occurs: It sure would be awful if there were something down there, coming to get me.
It could be anything. Snakes. Spiders. “Knifebutt”. Really, I just don’t want anything malevolent […]