The first time I told someone I lived in a van they said, “down by the river?” “Yeah! How’d you know?!” I just figured it was obvious from looking at me that I belonged by the river. But no, it turns out it was something funny that happenned in the teevee once. Everyone said it.… Continue reading I Live in a Van Down by the River
If you’ve been reading a while, you’ll remember previous interviews with my mom. If you haven’t go check them out. Remember the time you saved Sunshine with rose hips? Yes, we had been out on trapline for a couple weeks with our dog team and two pups who were about four weeks old. One of… Continue reading Another Interview With My Mom
So, I know this isn’t my best writing. It’s 5AM and I’m braindead. Sorry. I was just starting to think I’d missed the road when I found it. I’d been driving north and everything was blurring into itself. The long stretches of snow and scrubby spruce can run together so that you can’t remember if… Continue reading I'm in the coolest place right now
North, south, north, I’m starting to get dizzy! So I drove north a little yesterday, stopped and worked at my favorite little titty bar in the whole state (where the money/bullshit ratio has totally righted itself) and made a suprising chunk of change in a couple hours.Â Now I’m in little Amerikkka and I can’t… Continue reading Driving North
Way back when I bought my laptop, I gave the laptop before to Darcy, who used it for a little while before she got a new laptop. Now that my laptops outta the running for a bit, this old laptop has made it’s way back to me. Thanks Darcy!!! It’s soooo slow though. It literally… Continue reading I'm back!
I’m off in a little cabin by the dumpster watching the Bald Eagles hunt trash. Tell you ’bout it when I get back. In the meantime… My mom and her husband are talking about spending some time in an RV or van when they retire. The other day my mom asked me how to scope… Continue reading Flashback: Scoping It Out
Dear Tara, Enclosed is a present that will not take up too much space in your van… A NAPA Gift Certificate! Woohoo!
Till I get online again we’re gonna have some flashback posts. This is from way back when. A few months ago I was in Washington changing a wheel bearing and this guy told me that my idler arms were falling off and I was going to die driving down the freeway. Itâ€™s cool that if… Continue reading Flashback: Idler Arms
In the morning it’s cold. Really cold. Maybe the coldest I’ve ever climbed out of bed to. I jump out of the van, throw on my coats and hat, start the van and run straight up the mountain trail with Bro. I’m still a little warm from the down, and fifty feet up the trail… Continue reading Breaking Eggs x2
I drive north through the mountains in the dark, as usual. The sky goes up a million years, and the stars I see reflections of snow and chickweed. The road is long and curvy, and Bro curls up tiny in my lap. I want to drive these roads forever. I want to leave these roads… Continue reading Breaking Eggs