Today is the day we find out if I can write a blog post from my phone. I was trying to write it in the browser, and it wasn’t working so well and I thought “hey maybe there’s an app for that,” and it turns out there is and it works pretty well.
We just wrapped up our annual summer visit to Michigan. The kids swam a lot, Rockford and my dad golfed a lot, and I read a lot. We went to a baseball game, and we ate a lot of Sizzling Rice Soup.
Today we’re on the road, on the way to Maryland, where Rockford has a few days of meetings. (We have housesitters and nothing to steal but elderly cats so take your business elsewhere, Thieves of the Internet.)
We saw a brand-new Tesla on the back of a Tesla-hauler. We saw the Weinermobile. We saw a man named Dino and his family approach the counter and one by one order every last slice of “cheese and pepperoni” at the travel-plaza Sbarro’s.
We have discussed the duties of the British monarchy, the bland appeal of Nicholas Sparks tales and the merits of the Mallowcup. We are listening to Soul Coughing and James Taylor and Eve feat. Gwen Stefani. We will be on the road for at least three more hours.
We can blog from our phones. What a world.
We are steadily creeping up on the end of this school year. 
.” A.K.A. The book that wouldn’t end.