
After an unintended extended hiatus, I’m reviving this heap with a purpose. Because things that move are more interesting than things which are fixed, what we’ll have here is everything and anything having to do with how we move ourselves and our stuff.
Yeah, there will be the important but often boring “transportation policy” matters: infrastructure, gas taxes, user fees, pavement. (But with your help we’ll try to remove as much of the boring as possible, because anything that effects you is usually at least somewhat interesting. At least to you).
But this site will also I hope have lots of cool (and useful) stuff: riverboats, neat old (and new) cars, getting there by air, shortcuts and blue highways, scenery, train whistles in the night, etc., etc.
The great Iowa writer Richard Bissell (Dubuque boy) maybe wrote it best:
I’m afflicted with the hobo philosophy; Weary Willie and Dusty Rhodes are fellow travelers. My wife is thinking of Bridgeport. But I’m thinking of getting to Bridgeport, of moving in the direction of Bridgeport, of the act of going. I’m thinking of the road and the cars and trucks and the tollbooths, stoplights, rooftops, diners, railroad tracks, church steeples, factories, people with flat tires, truck stops, coffee, gas pumps, road maps, perhaps rain or snow and the windshield wiper going Swish Swish Clank Clank.
This is very much a work in (barely) progress and will take a bit of time to gain momentumj, but I hope you’ll be along for at least some of the ride.
*about this blog’s title
Don’t take it too seriously. We’re all idiots here – and I mean that in the good, Johnny Damon sense. (And I mean that in the good, Jesus-in-the-Fenway-centerfield Johnny Damon sense, not the shorn, Evil Empire Johnny Damon sense).









