The road. The place where adventures begin. Sometimes those adventures end well and sometimes they end brutally. But the road doesn’t care. The road is just there.
This fall and winter I’ll be reporting stories FROM the road ABOUT the road. It’s a high concept that I know fans of ColuMn™ will embrace (hi, BlackJack’s mom!)
The road is a cold, lonely place, but I’m a robot dog. If I can’t dig deep into the stories America cares about, who can? Well, for the sake of this post, nobody.
Perhaps I’ll meet you on my journeys. Perhaps we’ll journey together. Or, more likely, I’ll sniff your ass and piss on your leg.