Out on the road, the public library is one of the best friends a wandering soul can have.
Last month, I drove a stunningly cold southern route from Tinseltown to Crabtown to be home for my pop?s 74th birthday. On strike with my fellow TV and movie writers since Halloween, I had plenty of time to meander, but only enough money to do it on a shoestring.
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