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THE DATE
Ok hobo fans, I believe it is “safe” to announce the date your cyberhobo will leave bachelorhood like an empty bindle by the road. I will marry Annie Fish on August 2, 2003 in Joshua Tree National Park. To be honest, I can hardly wait. Invitations have not gone out yet, but be warned, we…
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The Hobo Is Dead. Long Live the Hobo.
This is a great paper on hobos. Although it may classify me as a recreational hobo, or worse, a yuppie hobo, it brings to attention the factors that created hobos: unemployment and small, dispersed work opportunities. Even though the original “hoe-boy” hobo really is gone, the same forces exist today. Perhaps instead of creating hobohemias…
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amen brother
Seen on Wilshire Blvd., a major thoroughfare in Los Angeles, California: Tired homeless man carrying a cardboard sign “Homeless, hungry, please help. God bless.” Which he flips over to reveal “Or, visit my website at www.hobo.com” more off-color hobo humor
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Bruce Lee on Bouldering
‘I’m moving and not moving at all. I’m like the moon underneath the waves that ever go on rolling and rocking. It is not, “I am doing this,” but rahter, an inner realization that “this is happening through me,” or “it is doing this for me.” The consciousness of self is the greatest hindrance to…
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Alabama Hills
The flowers are starting to fade in the desert around Ridgecrest, but higher up the Owen’s Valley in the Alabama Hills they are going strong. Saturday was a day of good climbing, napping, soaking up sun and amazing views. It won’t be long before it’s time to venture up into the snowy peaks.
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Rio Maggiore
My morning post reminded me of this picture of Rio Maggiore, location of several such joyous mornings. There are streets and stairways lurching up among the stacks of apartments in steep and crazy wandering lines. I liked to spend the day exploring upwards, then as my energy waned I would drift naturally down to the…
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jasmine green coffee
This morning I didn’t scrub my coffee cup out quite well enough, so my coffee tastes like jasmine green tea. Hobos may ACT like they would glady stomach any coffee-like concoction, but I think at heart we’re coffee snobs. Nothing will make a person more appreciative of the vast differences in java brews than wide…
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hot wedding
Ok, it looks like I will be getting married in the middle of the desert in the heat of the summer! We may be quite mad, but it may also be a stroke of genius. More to come.
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didn’t want to stop
Of course Ann & I didn’t go to Tahquitz as we planned (it was snowing there I’m sure), but Ann was eager Sunday morning to climb something. So we headed to Big Rock again in drizzling rain, hoping for the best. It turned out to be perfect there, cool with brief spots of warm bright…
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Mom’s New Self-Published Book!
My Mom, dynamo that she is, has just written, illustrated, self-published, and is now self-marketing a new book, What’s On the Beach. It’s packed with her artwork and expertise on Great Lakes nature, and looks like FUN too. I can’t wait to read it. She needs all the help she can get, so if you…