Perhaps I’m treading into territory controlled by Nathan and Matt, DadWagon’s resident traveling salesmen journalists, but I’d like to write a word or two on what happens when urban-dudes such as JP and me leave the city and confront…the United States of America. Now, folks, let’s not kid ourselves–New York ain’t no kind of America. …
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Don’t Lose Your Marbles
To keep JP occupied on our vacation (when we’re not in the pool, looking at bugs, savoring American abundance, or hurting ourselves) my step-grandmother dug up a bunch of old toys. [Side note: Old toys are made from metal, not exclusively produced in China, and, amazingly, last over twenty years and killed fewer children than …
Enter the Insectarium (then exit, quickly)
I took JP and a friend of his in to New Orleans for the day today, took in the Mighty Mississippi, had a sno-cone, walked a bit in the Quarter, went to the aquarium, and also went to visit the … the Audubon Insectarium, which is, amazingly, a $15-a-head museum filled with bugs, some live, …
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Suburban Paradise
As I mentioned in my post on JP’s braining I’m on vacation at my mother’s house in a southern suburban bedroom community. Now, don’t get me wrong. I live in New York, I am in most ways a New Yorker (which is why I have no friends), and I am inordinately pleased both with my …