poorwhitecrippledboy

I am back in the US, its not by choice I assure you, but when the universe speaks, all we can do is listen, then act accordingly, its no problem to resist, (as long as you enjoy a steady rain of blows falling on you), and its been my experience that the universe can pack a wallop when you choose a course different than the one she has plotted for you. So after attempting (yet again) to follow my own agenda (as a replacement for whatever the universe seems to have in mind for me) I relented after much deliberation and pointed myself north, stashing the trailer and magic carpet temporarily at my new friend Rolando’s. I had a last order of Tostados at Antojitos and drove north against a virtual gale force wind (the final blow to strengthen my resolve I assume) The wind made sure I took it easy and had plenty of time to decipher exactly what was missing from my equation, my list ended up something like this: 4 wheel drive truck (or no magic carpet) Laptop Computer (or no blogging) Sell Boa

It seems a little surreal that it is almost the end of February and I am finally in San Diego ready to cross the border to Mexico once again, driving down past the Military encampment at San Onofre yesterday I couldnt help but remember the last time I attempted to flee the good ole USofA. That time the route was by sea, after months of preparation on a 40' Trimaran, fairly well hungover from a night of ecstatic loveliness, surrounded by a crew of like minded creatures. We completed our magical 30 hours on the sea when we came upon Point Loma, got entangled in the kelp beds, cursed by the local fishermen, overheated the motor and rounded the point only to be greeted by a nasty show of military might, zodiacs packed with well trained killers practicing thier craft, helicopters swarming like locust overhead, and the Jen Sue limping slowly into a port she would never leave, but that story can be told another day. Today its the same only different, there is no hangover, no crew, and m

So here I sit at another in a series of internet cafe's, I decided while I had a few minutes I would change some stuff in my profile, and do some editing on some of the unpublished stories I had written...Evidently I hit the delete button (gotta love computers) if any of you had the bright idea of saving any of my ramblings please send em on to my edress, if not stay tuned for more exagerrations, lies, and partial truths coming soon....