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accidental-globetrotter

I tried to use a passport card to board a flight from Nashville to Detroit. The airline agent argued with me for 10 minutes that it wasn’t a valid, legal ID, that TSA wouldn’t allow me to board. I insisted it was, that it was not only an ID, but also proof of citizenship. Agent flipped the card, read that it’s valid

“Stolen”?

Art? From a Belgian surrealist?  For Pete’s sake, read the room!

My wife found an open Wendy’s, and brought one of thes burritos home for me. It’s a good-sized burrito with some heft. Definitely big enough to be a solid breakfast. And I really wanted to like it. But it’s meh.

PT Barnum knew . . .

Would love to try this, but all the Wendy’s near me are so hit and miss for breakfast hours, I’ve given up trying. At least 10 times I’ve ordered breakfast in the app, only to arrive and find the restaurant closed.  Or a single employee who is opening for lunch, not cooking breakfast.  

One of my friends came back from Europe, thought she’d wear her newly-purchased watch through Customs to avoid paying duties.

Sounds to me like a bureaucrat couldn’t figure out the reference and their teenager mocked them for being old and out of touch.

In my new used car, dressed up for a presentation. Stopped for lunch at a local spot. I knew the owner there, and after I finished lunch, he called me up to the register. Said they had just started serving real milk shakes, wanted to get my opinion on them. So he gave me a large chocolate shake for free. It was in a

The Tourons are my favorite Insta posts.

My current favorite is the “Dementia Grandma” Chevy is presently running. Having lost my mother to this horrible disease, years before she actually passed, I would have given almost anything for just one more “good day” at Christmas.

Was thinking exactly the same thing: 12/6 turn/lay, press to sear (salt and pepper shaker held on top of the spatula for extra force), salt, pepper and onions after the flip, pull the bottoms’ tray out of the toaster, add the patties two at a time, squirt of mustard, squirt of ketchup, “Cheese on 12?”, two pickles,

Depends on if you’re talking about ammo

Used to work for a major trucking company.  A gun in the truck was automatic termination, and a call to the local police.

I grew up in the foothills of the Ozarks. This soup was on every families’ menu, especially in the winter. The tomatoes would be home-canned, from a quart Mason jar, and the other vegetables would come from the root cellar - where one stored their root vegetables (turnips, parsnips, beets, carrots, potatoes) for the

I live in the Detroit area, and recall reading that Freep article. It was another apparent case of the Freep taking a press release, applying mild editing, and calling it a “story”.

GM X-body Buick Skylark. Believe it was an ‘84. Like many trauma survivors, I’ve supressed most details of this POS.

All I can think of is “should have taken his door off while speeding away”.

In Nashville, near Music Row, there’s a small liquor/convenience store, Virginia’s Market. Miss Virginia makes and sells breakfast biscuits. 3 meat choices per day, with or without egg. No cheese. In addition to sausage, choices include country ham, pork loin, or a boneless pork chop. 2 of these and a cup of coffee

You can sit next to me.  We’d get along, each in our own little world.