I was asked the best thing today.
I gave someone the quick rundown of why they would not like to live the way I did, or probably not with me for all that matter. The time spent sleeping in tents in towns I couldn't name, living in self storage units for cheap rent, and the such. Then she asked me, if given the choice would →
Art Undressed for me.
I learned something valuable last weekend. The last train back to Oakland from San Francisco is a really friendly bunch of people. I suppose everybody was just happy to have made the train and not be trying to find a box a sleep in for the night. I was at the top of the stairs picking up my bike to →
Pics from Art Undressed
My pictures from Art Undressed.I will add descriptions later
Is that a steel frame, or are you just happy to see me.
As I sit down to write this, I am on my fifth train today. Trains are never a good place to concentrate. There are always flashing lights, loud noises, and people walking by. Yet when I am off my bike. Train are one of my favorite places to think. Before I got on the train that took me home, I rode →
Girls on roller skates and a beer garden. Am I missing something?
Please excuse me, most of this thread was written, post seizure, with a head-ache, while eating in a Chinese joint. My head hurts, I am watching a pack of maids in the row ahead of me, talk about the strange things they found in hotel rooms today. A girl with blue hair so emo she was making me depressed. Unfortunately →
Working Woman
Normally I ride the bus into downtown Orlando and then I walk over into the ghetto to get my laundry done in an all night laundromat. I go there because I am always guaranteed free entertainment from the locals whenever I visit . I went somewhere different this time because I was feeling less than excited about a hour →
