Author: Brad Willis

On a roadie with the fam and posting from the road. In fact, we’re crossing the TN/KY state line this very moment. I check in for only two reasons. First, please note the Twitter...

I guess it first hit me when Curious George wandered into the park, climbed into a dump truck, and unloaded a couple tons of fill dirt into a duck pond. I was sitting next...

Updated with monkey goodness below I am acquainted with the bottle. I’ll let the shock you’re feeling subside before I move on. Better now? Good. I am familiar with just about every kind of...

A few months back, I was in St. Louis visiting my brother and some old college buddies. I stayed at Dr. Jeff’s swank suburban home during my visit and did my best to ignore...

The first time I saw him, we were outside the the elevators on the 26th floor of the Masquerade Tower of the Rio All-Suite Hotel and Casino. He wore a long, black, leather coat–the...

(Las Vegas) 56 Hope Road is in my ears as my plane starts to board. Appropriate, for sure, as I leave this city with a shred of sanity, three days without a meal, and...

With limited time and limited mental acuity, I don’t have time to properly explain why I’m doing this. To be honest, I don’t even want to explain it. It’s been a few days since...

(Las Vegas, NV) She’s an Asian woman who doesn’t speak a ton of English, but I imagine her conversation in the housekeeping room of my floor goes like this. Housekeeper #1: The boy in...

10:50-GSP runway posting via blackberry.Weather hold in Dallas means I will miss connecting flight to Vegas. My son’s advice to me on our parting: “Be smart, Daddy.Don’t hit anybody.” Thirty minutes on the runway...

It’s a whirlwind trip from Vegas to home and back. I’ve done almost as much work from home as I would’ve done on the road. On the plus side, I’ve taken my kid to...

(Las Vegas, Nevada) When my plane landed here, a crosswind threatened to send my American Airlines jet sliding into the dessert. I chalked it up to the odd gust and didn’t think a thing...

(Las Vegas, Nevada)–I’d just accepted the fact that I wasn’t going to eat for another ten hours when the pilot said Las Vegas temperatures were registering at 100 degrees. I was already steaming because...

My friend, T, took that picture in the very first minute of this year. I look at it a lot, because I see pure love in it. When I get scared that I’m not...