Towering in the distanceâtoo far, given the windâwas a ship. Yes, we were in the middle of a field in Kentucky, miles from navigable water, but before us was a 510-foot-long, 51-foot-high shipâa life-size replica of Noahâs Ark.
Nevada is a large and empty place. You have to plan your gasoline stops. Donât expect cellular service. Bring water, just in case.
Your campsite is your campsite, right? Not in 2016, the year common courtesy died.
There was only one thing to do: a pilgrimage to the New Beverly Cinema to see Inglourious Basterds, one of my favorite films of all time.
Each January, the Consumer Electronics Show comes to Las Vegas, bringing a couple hundred thousand visitors and sending hotel prices through the roof. Letâs see what all the fuss is about.
Iâve added a new feature section: reviews of Las Vegas buffets, right here on your favorite, infrequently-updated blog. Gluttons unite!
I rolled across the border into Tennessee with the stereo pumping out the Charlie Daniels Band, as is required.
If youâve been to the Grand Canyonâs South Rim, youâve probably had someone tell you, âYeah, the North Rim is better.â Like a hipster whose favorite band is someone youâve never heard of, who drinks an obscure beer you can only get in this one shop in Vermont, he canât be stopped.
The UFO flew a few hundred feet off the ground, and slowly. Steady and flashing lights made it visible in the night sky, and it made a rumbling sound, almost like jet engines. It approached my car, swung around, and flew back the way it had come, in no particular hurry. Then it was gone. The Extraterrestrial Highway lived up to its billing.
So, there I was at the Rio, when I began seeing people walking around in Starfleet uniforms. At first, itâs like, thatâs weird. But when I saw a few more I suspected the Star Trek convention must be in town.