Category Archives: Tim Traveler

Oh, the places I’ll go!

San Francisco: Oakland’s Greatest Suburb

San Fran’s skyline is easily recognizable by the Transamerica Pyramid, which points toward the cost of living there.

Among my favorite West Coast cities are Seattle, San Francisco, San Diego, and Muskegon, the second of which is today’s topic for the simple reason that it is the one in which I am currently located. San Francisco, or as the Spanish like to call it, “San Francisco,” is built on a hilly peninsula in Northern California (a.k.a. whine country) and is named for Francis of Assisi, who was a Saint and yet a big 49ers fan. Continue reading →

God Bless the TSA!

With apologies to Lee Greenwood (background music Lynx):

If the line is around the corner,
You’d think they’d spring to life.
And help me get home again
To see my children and my wife.

But just one checkpoint’s open;
I’ve been standin’ here all day.
I could sure go for a Starbucks,
But they’d just take that away.

And I’m proud to be an American,
Where at least I know I’m free.
Unless I’m about to board a plane,
–Then I’m assumed guilty. Continue reading →

Tale of the GOATmen

Today I attempt a “travelogue,” an effort to treat you with my exploits in travel.  This is not to be confused with a “pecan log” which is a treat you purchase while you travel past your local Stuckey’s. (Ha! Just kidding; there’s no such thing as a “local Stuckey’s.”  All Stuckey’s are somewhere else.  “Local Stuckey’s” is an oxymoron–like saying “jumbo shrimp” or “distinguished senator.”) Continue reading →