Leaving Lexington after 15 or so years wasn’t as hard as I thought.
We’re not homeless. Home is wherever we park the van.
Kentucky winters are the worst.
For a couple of people who don’t have a lot of stuff, it sure feels like we have a lot of stuff.
When you close on a house and they hand you a check, it feels good.
But when your house leaks coolant its never good. I sorta feel like I’m in a Bottle Rockets song, only south of the Ohio River.
People get real excited when you tell them you’ve quit your job and are traveling around the country in a van.
Why did I decide to take interest in UK basketball again when I’m leaving Lexington?
Better question, why did I decide to take interest in UK basketball again this season?
Selling off classic toys from the 80s that were in your parents attic…awesome.
Cobra Commander and Optimus Prime duel it out one last time before they go to pay for some ‘home’ improvements.