La Mère du Psycho: Break on Through

I had visited the grave of Jim Morrison on my first trip to Paris, 23 years ago. I had no idea that this time, I would be jumping a barricade to visit him again....

Where the Rubber Meets the Road

I was not exactly sure what I should wear to Road Atlanta, where I was going to watch my brother race motorcycles...I soon found out that I needn't have worried about that!