For the past few years now, as I have traveled, I have seen a wide array of people living on the streets. Tiny thai men living in tents on top of metals roofs down an ally in Bangkok , legless men in Antigua Guatemala who sweep the walk ways to former anthropology students who started out living on the street as a social experiment then ending up liking it.

This is a collection of men and women who I have interviewed over a nice lunch. I've always struggled with just giving money to these people, so I started taking these people out to lunch in exchange for an interview and some photos. Here is their story:

Saturday, September 4, 2010

Monday, July 12, 2010

So good.

Neva Dinova & Bright Eyes - Tripped

My dad taught me about positive distraction...

Family came down for the 4th. Ima' a huge fan of my family. Sister Amanda just had a baby named him a mans name, Henry. We just hung out and watched henry do his thing. ate food and enjoyed one another's company. a good 4th to date if i do say so.

Part of me is glad that we now have infants to keep us occupied at family gatherings. Its always comforting to know that we have something to distract us from getting into drawn out, long discussion/arguments about the current state of our economy, how BP affixed a new cap on the Gulf oil well,how GOP's Snowe & Brown back Wall Streets overhaul bill, or how Kelsey Grammer reportedly dumped his wife of 13 years via a text message. Needless to say Henry and Owen couldn't have come at a better time, when you start preparing for a case and point argument about how old militants in Pakistan are starting to create new alliances and how this effects The good ol U S of A three weeks in advance, you definitely need something to distract...



Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Buns of Steel Down the Coast.

So i am home. Pretty epic trip. Met a load of good people and had some crazy experiences like being homeless and sleeping in a city park with a bunch of homeless people, meeting two NSA and CIA agents, riding for a week and a half in the worst storm that Washington and Oregon has had all year, a few broken bike parts, the best farmers tan ever, and legs disproportionate to the rest of my body... all in all a good time. I will probably try and type up some of the better stories later so look for them!

So i got wicked good with the timer on my camera.

Redwoods

Meet Duluth:

Somewhere in Washington or OR...



and on a completely different note, this is Rock 'n Roll at its finest.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Nor Cal it hurts...


Just got into Crescent City last night in torrents of rain. This rain is running me down, slowly but surely. Looks at the weather coming up though and i dont think i have ever been more stoked to see a weather report in my life. The weather for the next few days of my trip...


But! things are going well for the most part. My welcome into California was a broken seat post... i must be pounding to many carbs, or all my gear is suspended from my seat post you can choose what to believe. which is rough i was afraid that i was going to have to fork out a load of cash for a new one but when i went into this TINY bike shop in Crescent City the dude just gave me one he has just recently salvaged... so rad.

I have met some rad people as well. Last night i was suppose to stay with a friends oarents here but things didnt work out for some reason. Anyways i met these guys on the road yesterday. and retired secret service dude, when i asked what he did he gave me the classic answer of if i told you i would have to kill you and i am tired so i am just not going to tell you. and the other a buddy of his from the military. super cool guys. They baught me dinner and let me stay with them in there hotel room which was epic considering the weather. we also met up with this dude who has been hiking the coast he stayed with us too. good people for sure. a little strange but good.

my time at the library is almost up so i am out for now. I am alive and doing well...

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Cello


Just got our firt review for our album, check it out!

Rhombus Magazine