Joey Johnson was the kid brother of the girl I had a crush on in high school. The Johnsons lived right across the street from my buddy Mike. Joey would often bike or skate over to talk to us as we watched Mike’s horrendous Thunderbird puke flourescent green coollant down the street. Of course, being [...]

The Volkswagen Vanagon holds a special place in my heart. I grew up fighting for shotgun, learning how to drive a stick and sweating across the country on Griswold-rivaling family vacations in a Vanagon. This is of course why I was especially impressed today when I encountered this monster lumbering eastward on the 10. I [...]