Lake Schittperior!!! Phrase of the week for sure!!!!
wonder how many people will know what this means. At my age, a crazy adventure would be to rent and RV and drive from spot to spot.I only cry when I see paleface litter.
PJB, I cant keep one opinion on you, you are quite dynamic, I tease out of love, but not the 'dey took our jobs' kind
and Emass, those things are choices to make, and there are PROPERTY TAXES, but no INCOME TAX.
bit of a difference as all the things you listed go under the PROPERTY TAX in all likelihood
i remember seeing that watching saturday morning cartoons along with the 'Im just a bill' guy waiting for HR Puffinstuff to come back on.
I was really looking foward to getting back to work today simply so I could resume my standard post per day count, but there was a lot of stuff to do so minimal elaboration until I make some headway. But I'm in.
if you write better than Jack where is your book? where have you been? i have chest filled with pictures and things and a passport without any room for more stamps that i can show you of the life ive lived before i came home. i was gone a long time. first stop was costa rica winter of 96 got a job at the place i was staying at and stayed there untill the fall. i just kept moving south getting work along the way. got a chance to go to Africa then to Europe then back home the fall of 2000. after a brief stay to surf fish and save up a little dough i was off again this time to a job in colorado for a month then traveled the coast of cali. i got a job that took me to Ohio then Buffalo NY, then Richmond VA where i spent a little over a year. At that point i felt like a slice so i went back home to LI with the girl who became my wife and here i am. almost five years of moving along sounds nomadic to me. if the fact that i always made a place to stay and food to eat a priority rather then living in the street makes it not nomadic or vagabond in any way then oh well
where have you been again? addicted to drugs? Jail? really your life has not been easy as ****. its been ****. at least the way you portray it is. But hey its interesting.
And speaking of brown people.....
How cool would that be, headed Californee-way to hook up with some Native Americans and sit around a teepee or whatever, eat peyote, pass the peace pipe and talk aboot coyotes and sh!t.......out in the desert in New Mexico. I would love to listen to them all wax poetic aboot nature and hear their philosophies. Totally diggemsmack, dudes.
And before anyone calls me out on how life on the road isn't some glamorized fantasy, yes I know. But I feel I would adapt fairly quickly,and I would come to some enlightened peace. And, the real world will still be there after the adventure. I just wish it was the 50's when folks weren't so quick to rape and dismember hitchhikers and stuff. But then again vagrancy laws aren't so quickly enforced these days....
Seldom, what you got hook-ups in the PNW?
So we got some takers. We need a bus. And no squabbling aboot sh!t. Some people provide the capital. Some have PNW hook-ups. Some lend their visions. Some offer courage to paddle out at Ano Nuevo at dusk as one member holds the Santa Cruz hotshots onshore with shotgun. Leave your jealousy and illwill in Jersey. If you ain't from Jersey, you can drop it off before we leave.
God dang I wish it was the 1950's.......with modern surf equipment. I want to find my kicks on Route 66.
Unicorns, show ponies and where's the beef.........
And good Lord, what are the younger generations going to have as cultural/pop references. There's no RT 66....there's no crying Native......30 years from now they'll be talking aboot Flo from Progressive and computer sh!t. Sad.....so sad.