Lost In Space

On Being Homeless

couch outside

I’m going to sum up, if I can, what it’s been like to be homeless. Maybe not destitute and living on the street homeless, but still, no less, without a home. This is what drifting is about, to me, anyway.



Goodbye for Now, Maybe Forever

My Last Day With Haley Hannah Harrison Went Like This

couch near tree

It was Sunday. The sun was up and getting in her room and shining on us as we lay hidden beneath the sheets on her bed all morning, talking about things like what the funeral home smelled like.


How to Cure the Sads


The best French Press every morning with Haley Hannah Harrison. Love this girl.

It’s Hard to Get Lost if You Don’t Know Where You’re Going

No Joy


So, okay, I haven’t been on in ages. I know this. As always, it’s been weird, but rest assured, I’m still here, still couchsurfing, still working on being okay with it. I’ve just been on a sort of hiatus, and here’s why.


Sure Signs of the Coming Apocalypse, Or Whatever

Winter Palm Trees One Balmy Afternoon in Chicago

palm tree

It’s a great day to be a bum. Chicago is like, hot right now. December 3rd and it’s hot. It’s like a day at the beach or something, I swear. It’s lovely, but man, our planet is fucked.

Time for a bike ride, methinks, before this weirdy winter changes its mind.


King Khan & BBQ Show in Chicago

Empty Bottle line-up

King Khan & BBQ Show played at the Empty Bottle in Chicago last night! A few of us went and shook real low, and the best part was, I wasn’t even drunk! Such a good night. Definitely needed that.

Twist n Rumble

I’ve really been laying low, playing it cool and keeping it slow all this week ever since last Friday’s blacked-out meltdown at the bar and the walk home and just outside of Frank’s place. I kind of scared myself that night, if you want to know the truth, so I’ve mostly isolated until I get my head sorted. This is a process, I’m learning.

Anyway, I’m not much in the writing mood, so I made this stupid video of some clouds I saw last week. Haley Hannah Harrison and I snuck onto her neighbor’s roof-deck and got drunk.

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