My son Logan and I went on a road trip last Friday to visit my friend Andy and help out a little with his new comic book store. The trip there was a great success. Gamercircle Comics is a great looking store in a wonderful location in the middle of Folsom, CA.

Andy put us to work bagging up boards, stamping and sealing flyers, and a host of other small jobs. On Monday morning we packed up and headed back out onto the road for Idaho. Everything went fine until we got to Lovelock, Nevada. About three miles East of Lovelock, the fuel pump in our car decided to go to fuel pump heaven, wherever that happens to be.

After a few phone calls and negotiations, we got a tow into town, met a mechanic, and he proceeded to take a look at the car. The soonest that he could get to it was Tuesday. So, Logan and I walked about 1/2 a mile down the road and found a motel, checked in, and grabbed a meal. This was a first for Logan, as we've never broken down on a trip with the kids along. He was a real trooper and never complained once.

The next morning, after a walk to the bank (across the street from the motel, thank goodness!), we checked out of the motel and walked back to the shop to find our car out in front ready to go.

It was a $450 side trip; including the tow, motel, food, and repair bill.

As Buckaroo Banzai is fond of saying: "Remember, no matter where you go...there you are."