I think this is the most asked question: why don’t you live in an RV? A bus? A box van? Or at least a full size van? 1. I get 26 MPG. No one ever believes me, but I’ve calculated it a gazillion times. You know what kind of gas mileage big old camper vans… Continue reading Six Reasons I Live in an Astro
He’s been living with bears for decades.
But first: one of my stories is on the Quirky Nomads Podcast today. I’m still on the crappy laptop, so I haven’t been able to hear it yet. Sunday is stripper migration day in the mid-west. Out here, you get “booked” for a week, which is Monday through Saturday. In exchange for all this planning… Continue reading Sunday Stripper Migration
Sometimes in my life of adventure and leisure I run out of money. Then I work really hard for a while. While I was in Canada I made a list of money to make when I got here. There’s the IRS, the transmission, medicine for a friend, gas money for a couple months, and it… Continue reading Cops and Drunk Strippers
It was a dirty little biker bar in West Virgina. I was a hard working college student, driving eighty miles to get naked someplace no one knew me. The bar was a long, narrow room: a bar, seats with barely room to walk behind, and a little stage in the corner. There were no lap… Continue reading It was the best of places. It was the worst of places.
I had the worst border crossing ever. Usually the van does get searched at the border, and I can understand that I look like one of them damn pot smokin hippies, living in a van and all. The Canadian searchers put things back exactly the way they find them, and only search it once a… Continue reading Half empty or half full?