This past winter, I bought a bus. A 31-foot, flat-nosed school bus that I purchased from an outfit in Las Vegas. My editor thinks less of me now that I have a bus. I’ve gone from somewhat interesting to very basic. “Everybody has a bus!” he exclaimed when I told him. “Who doesn’t have a bus these days?” I protested that he was exaggerating. But only a little. I can’t scroll Instagram or drive down…
