Roughing It
Fidge defends his boring vacations.
The Great American Vacation (Part 1)
10,000 old people want your camping spot.
Why My Super Ball Is Probably Still In Hong Kong
When I was a kid my mother, who loved to travel, would take advantage of TWA’s offer to break up the long flight to the States from Arabia with as many stops as you like, and for the same fare. (TWA doesn‘t have that policy anymore; indeed, they have no policy at all, having ceased…
The Blind Date (Epilog By Gumby)
See also: The Blind Date It’s 1986 and four people are rolling through Europe in a rental car. I don’t think Debbie was depressed on that trip, although I seem to recall she married a dentist afterwards. I knew almost nothing about Debbie at the time, and today, after 27 years and innumerable blows to…
The Blind Date
This is another moldy tale from the days of Van Halen and Ronald Reagan. Young readers unfamiliar with the term “blind date” may consult Wikipedia. The one I’m about to relate is not typical, partly because it lasted for 15 days, and partly because it was Gumby who arranged it. It started one summer when…
