my vagabiking life
Hi there, welcome to the BLOG of my life as a Vagabiker. Beryl calls me a
'Free Spirit' my Grandpa a B.U.M. of no fixed address. Kelly says I'm 'off the wall'.
I think that the Toad is closest saying I'm the Cat in the Hat it's fun to have fun—but you
have to know how.
These are the stories of my unique, home-and-job-free Natness.
Naturally, quasi-legal events are fictional. Everything else is the unvarnished truth.
Well I’m starting to think that I’ve had my mother wrong all this time. Because as soon as she read my last post, my ‘inbox’ lit up.
Without further ado, hot off the press, live from Bracebridge, Unvarnished
From: Nathaniel’s Mummy (more…)
Hey there,
Sorry that I haven’t been posting up diary entries twice a day. Here’s the skinny, I had a cough that wouldn’t go away, and was stressing me out. Yeah, the only thing in my life that I had to stress about was a cough, wah, wah. But it had me pedaling squares, and getting ready to raise, or lower my saddle height, shift my cleats, and trim my hair into a mullet. Wait I did cut the mullet! (more…)
Getting Paid to be hit by things. OLD and NEW TRIVIA
The Long Short is this, I was riding 14h in the last 3 days, getting used to defrosting in Cali. I’ve been hitting e-bay again too. Funny every so often I realize I’m broke, next thing you know there’s something getting tossed up for the vultures.
Speaking of Vultures, I’ve seen plenty of them, as well as 2 tarantulas, and a bobcat.
Getting Hit On (more…)
I'm always hucking stuff on ebay, check out my current auctions
