Monthly Archives: March 2008

Dear Liz, I don’t do suck-up very well. I was a tad disappointed to see so many of my friends compelled to “get your attention” to have their blogs put back on Pith’s blog-roll. Oh wait, I mean compelled to … Continue reading →

Dear Greyhound, I’ll admit that I have never been a loyal customer. If I can fly where I need to go, or drive, chances are pretty good I won’t be enjoying your service. Years ago, in what I guess people … Continue reading →

I’ve decided to write about my latest car buying experience, which has been, even for me, an exhaustive, demoralizing trip through hell.  (Oh, and a note to Plimco:  call me) I’ve been trying to buy a car for almost three … Continue reading →

I really wanted to write another light hearted post today about our adventures in Gatlinburg, but, after reading this, I don’t have it in me. In a nearly perfect illustration of the flaws in a totally “free hand of the … Continue reading →

Before I forget, I noticed that Gatlinburg, the Wisconsin Dells, and Orlando all have something in common, beyond the same shitty neon-lit tourist traps.  Foreign workers.  I met people from Slovenia, Hungary, Serbia, Lithuania, Bulgaria,  and various other (mostly) eastern … Continue reading →

Gatlinburg is a very silly place.  I’m standing on the balcony of my hotel room, looking at some of the most beautiful acreage ever created, and cursing the corporations that have come here to turn it all into yet another … Continue reading →

Damn.  I’m on a brief vacation with the kids, somewhere in East Tn, and a friend calls to tell me that WKRN sacked Kleinheider.  Ruined my day, it did, though I expected it to happen well before it did, especially … Continue reading →

Sigh. I’ve been interviewed at least a dozen times about “the immigration issue” and, not surprisingly, found the coverage to be lacking, especially when it is a television reporter doing the interview. I’ve learned to speak in short, crisp sound … Continue reading →

If the automobile had followed the same development cycle as the computer, a Rolls-Royce would today cost $100, get a million miles per gallon, and explode once a year, killing everyone inside. – Robert X. Cringely

Easy money.  Sort of.  At various times of my life, I have run back to the car business to get myself out of a financial jam.  I have literally arrived in a new town, knowing not a single soul, and … Continue reading →