Children? I thought. Hitchhiking?

But there they were, three boys, maybe on the cusp of double-digits by the looks of them, standing in a clump by the freeway entrance with thumbs out.

I shook my head as I passed by them. I've got a track record of providing hitches, but this one wasn't to be. I was already late for my Ultimate Frisbee league ( Read more... )

B: ... I would kind of prefer it if you put that out before getting in.
HH: Okay.
B: Sorry about all the mess.
HH: No, thanks for the ride. What's your name?
B: Bax.
HH: ... Man, what were your parents thinking to give you a name like that.
B: They didn't. It's a name I took myself. It's short for "Baxil."
HH: Interesting. What nationality is ( Read more... )

I pulled to a stop and cracked open the passenger side window. "Is everything alright ( Read more... )

Here in America, today was Independence Day. Tonight's the night with the boom and the flash and the smoke and the wtf music. I went to an early July 4 party over the weekend at childe_dirk's, and I got my US RDA of fireworks then; as such, I'm skipping tonight's festivities in favor of getting home from work and resting ( Read more... )

Imagine my disappointment when I came home and the top search results all pointed to waitstaff ( Read more... )

So ...

No shit, there I was.

( Being a complete account of Day 50, in which Redtail breaks his pack while on the run from Johnny Law. )

Last night was quite a whirlwind tour of human reactions in extreme times.

( Full moon, holiday drivers, and unexpected charity )