After landing in Tucson, I moseyed on out of the airport terminal to see a driver holding a sign with my name on it. Here I was flying out to the Wild West, trying to harken back to those gritty old Western … more
I love hotels more than I love home. Home isn't bad. You won't catch me on Dr. Phil sobbing about a tragic home life. But home requires maintenance; and maintenance equals work. Work is bad. Hotels on … more