Lileks, of course. On vacation. A small taste:
I looked in the window, beheld the dash and the seat-cover patterns, and I was a young man again, speeding down I-94, smoking Barclays, doing a madcap 59 MPH. Oh, the 70s.
Lileks, of course. On vacation. A small taste:
I looked in the window, beheld the dash and the seat-cover patterns, and I was a young man again, speeding down I-94, smoking Barclays, doing a madcap 59 MPH. Oh, the 70s.