I hear sirens going by my cabin all the time. My cabin sits right above the highway that connects the Big Bear valley to San Bernardino and the rest of Southern California. Accidents are common on snowy mountain roads. Kids sledding into the highway, well it happens more often than you would think in …
Some one apparently looked up hot glory boobs and found my blog. I guess I use those words together in the same sentence quite a bit? Today’s adventure had me using words such as Galangal, Kaffir, and San Bernardino Ghetto. Today’s excursion involved me driving to San Bernardino. I wanted to make Thai Soup, Tom …
You know you’re in San Bernardino when the guy next to you is watching wrestling En Espanol on his smart phone LOUDLY. Like so loudly I can not concentrate on my Anne Coulter book. When I can’t concentrate on her narcissistic take on liberals you know what? I get a little annoyed. I just …
Today I spent some time at the San Bernardino Subaru Dealership. This was a new dealership across the highway from where the old one was located in the lovely ghetto of San Bernardino. Seriously, we were almost accosted by a shirtless crack head on a bike causing me to scream “These people are to …
I grew up in a small mountain town that sat high above the smoggy valley of San Bernardino. My town was often windy and wind is a real pain, believe me. It makes your allergies horrible, it blows dust and dirt into your contact lenses, it is not really fun. It does, however keep …