Howdy. Thanks for taking the time to visit my home page. This page is under construction. A lot of construction. Yep, I
said a lot of construction. Did I mention a lot? You're not going to see
state of the art stuff here, but many different types of experimental layouts. Tu casa es mi casa. Your home is my home.
I'll be over for dinner later on..
On and off (mostly off), I did pencilled artwork, but just left that talent lay dormant.
During the summer of 2003, I hiked the 700-mile desert portion of the 2650-mile Pacific Crest Trail, and then spent time backpacking and hitchhiking around the United States to get home. It was quite an adventure for over 2 months! My skin was so toasted that I didn't recognize myself in the mirror. You can read about it here.
Read about the October 2003-January 2004 backpacking trip throughout Japan. This isn't the typical train-riding backpacking, but the more enduring and liberating walking backpacking in an unknown country. I stepped off the plane with my backpack, a small phrasebook, and a fold-out map of the entire country.
After hiking a good deal of the Appalachian Trail during the summer of 2004 as part of a flip-flop thru-hike, I hitchhiked home to Houston, Texas, from Bangor, Maine. I have uncommitted plans to finish the rest of the trail in the future, but have no plans on hitchhiking home again that's for sure! Drifting home can take a heavy toll on the soul although I met some wonderful people.
I never did return to the Appalachian Trail after completing nearly half of it last year, but I wanted to do something before restarting school on August 15, 2005. Before committing myself to nearly tons of debt for 3 years of law school education, I need to get away and be free. This summer I aim to bike 45 days unplanned across North America. I ended up making it to Canada on my 1991 Bridgestone MB-4 mountain bike before catching the dreaded Greyhound bus home. ("Dreaded" not because I have to return home, but because I have to ride it.)
Ever since undergraduate, I've always long for the open road, and in 1998 I quit my latest job, and headed for nowhere, but ended up in Alaska. Since then, I've done many short mini road trips to escape everyday responsibilites while allowing me to contemplate and refuel for the upcoming grind of life. I've pretty much stop writing about the automobile journeys, but posted a few pics from some of the roadtrips. To be honest, my writing back then was pretty bad.
TV-dinner addiction can be a very painful lesson. The craving left me confused, depressed, and wondering what tomorrow will bring. (Funny thing is I don't even watch tv.) How would it be possible to carry life on without that damn microwave in the kitchen? It was just soooooo simple to inject a prepackaged meal inside the metal device with a glass window and adjust the countdown timer as easily as an alarm clock. As the machine hums with technological precision, I could feel the yearning, the needing, the desiring for gratification to get the monkey off my back. If I didn't feed the monster inside, I would probably shake and sweat uncontrollably. "Five minutes?! Can this thing cook any faster? Maybe I should set the power setting to 'inferno level' next time," I would argue to myself. "Great, there is no inferno level."
Now that I've recovered from tv-dinner addiction (along with sloppy joe and microwaving pizzas which weren't meant to be microwaved) with the assistance of TV-dinner Anonymous (TVA for short), I've been thinking about kayaking the entire Mississippi River one day.
Has anyone ever notice how drivers in Progressive Auto Insurance vehicles drive (white Ford Explorers with "Progressive" written on the sides)? They're aggressive speeders who seldom use turn signals if you weren't paying any attention to who just zoomed by you. Their marketing motto should be: "Because of drivers like us, you'll need auto insurance. Progressive."
And why is it Home Depot employs about 50 people at any time, and there are at least 25 customers in the store, but there's just one cashier (at best two)? What's the point of having all those extra unused lanes?
The Pacific Crest Trail Association and Trail Journals are 2 good sites to read personal journals of hikers who have hiked the Pacific Crest, Continental Divide, or Appalachian Trails. Crazy Guy on a Bike, Trento Bikes, and Adventure Cycling have journals or links to self-contained personal bicycle tours.
Guy Walks Across United States.
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