I live in a camper van; mostly on the east side. Yes, you just read that. No, I'm not grappling with mental illness or a drug problem. Yes, I'm saving a ton of money for a house. No, saving money is not the point of this excercise. Yes, I have some serious qualms with LA's brand of consumerist culture. After spending a decade building a comfortable career, I'm prioritizing travel and focusing on simple living before marriage and kids happen. Care to join?
Exploring the southwest. Figuring out how things work. Photography. Urban archeology.
Backpacking, reading, and taking the pup out on adventures. Learning new skills.
Movies. Yes. I'm a geek. My informal film eduction was in the new wave. I'm also a fan of 80s/90s cheesy movies and low budget Mystery Science Theater films. Trailer Park Boys.
I'm a fan of Tolstoy, Steinbeck, Jack London, Henry Miller, Hemingway. Really, I'm really a fan of any irresponsible bloated drunk with a penchant for travel and a critical viewpoint of America.
Music. Mostly folksy shit and stuff your dad listens too. Also music the Prussian aristocracy was rocking out to when snuff was en vogue and the British referred to the world as its dominion. I'm open to all sorts of music EXCEPT WORLD MUSIC. I mean, give me a fucking break.
Where my dog put his ball.