In Lawrence I got $200 for posing naked while a man in a purple tank top that displayed a nicely rounded beer-belly snapped photos. Then I promptly spent half of that money getting Tom Frampton's car back from the police when we got caught acquiring food in St. Louis a week later. (See, Xander, walking out is NOT the best method. I promise ( Read more... )

You know those days where you're hitchhiking and you get stranded on some busy highway far away from any place you'd generally want to be but you realize that with the sun and the warm and the breeze and the pretty trees all around you, you just don't care? Today was not one of those days. Today was one of those days where an uncomfortable ( Read more... )

I lost a game of rock, paper, scissors and now I'm in Eugene sleepin' in a dome at an ecovillage. A really furry cat crawled into my sleeping bag last night, and gave me warmth and cat scratches ( Read more... )

It's only two months into the new year and I've already clocked 6000 miles of travel. I anticipate at least doubling that in the next month. It's pretty silly, really ( Read more... )

um, sheep, old navajo women, snow on mountain tops, bucket baths, oil lamps, too much fry bread, secret romantic rondezvous (plural form?) in cold cabins ( Read more... )

My craigslist ride totally looks like Emilio Estevez.

I feel a bad joke coming on...

Look! I got a ukulele!


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I left Asheville on Friday morning amongst kisses and tears with plans to visit in February, move back when the time is right. I'm feeling pretty good about it right now, though the nostalgia comes and goes. Mostly, despite my last post about feeling so at home in Asheville, I'm really excited to be taking a break and hitting the road again. I have ( Read more... )

Saturday morning I woke up with my cat nuzzling my face and my dog behind me spooning me, and my roommate bringing warm vegan chocolate chip pancakes to my side. Then I went headed out on a tour of development sites around Asheville with some friends, went to a presentation on MTR, followed up by a party filled with some wonderful, beautiful people ( Read more... )

I ran away last week. I packed my bag, clipped my mace to my belt, and Angela and I took off with Florida in our minds. After a four day epic journey that included a) the cutest, queerest kids in Carrboro, NC ever who took us around town, showed us how to get free food and free copies, and let us stay at their house, the fabulodge b) a hitchhiking ( Read more... )