So I’ve been wasting a lot of time over the last couple of days, mostly because of a complete lack of desire to face the reality I’ve selected for myself: jobless, in way, way over my head, 2,000 or more miles from 99% of my friends, and living alone. So because of this, I’ve found ...

There are many quirky things about Los Angeles, but one of the odder ones is that about 2/3 of the apartments out here don’t come with a refrigerator. There isn’t really much of an explanation of this, other than the cheapness that seems to be inborn in landlords. I’ve heard half a dozen theories, everything ...

Well, I finally managed to get an apartment. I am now a resident of Venice, California. Which, according to an article Coop sent me, is “America’s smorgasbord of the rationally challenged.” I should fit right in. Actually, I’m technically a resident of the City of Los Angeles, but for some reason the mailing addresses in ...

You can’t get a job in LA until you have some sort of permanent address or at least phone number here. But you can’t get an apartment without a full-time job. Not even with a cosigner. The runaround: “No apartment? No job!” “No job? No apartment!” I want to kill someone.

So, the Final Leg of my Great American Roadtrip: San Francisco and the Pacific Coast Highway. Alcatraz When I told Katy I was coming to San Fransico, she said if you don’t mind touristy things, we should go to Alcatraz. I said, no, I don’t mind touristy things as long as they don’t suck. The ...

I have arrived in Los Angeles, and have begun my mooching off of Nate and Liz. Hopefully, said mooching will end very, very quickly. I will be out looking for a place for the next few days, so please forgive me if I don’t get around to posting much. Oh, and all times on here ...

A bit more about where I’ve been for the past few days. 50 At 11:15am mountain time on the 28th of August, I officially checked off my 50th state when I drove across the Snake river from Idaho into Oregon. Thought that ought to be noted. Mt. Hood As I approached Portland, it occured to ...

Leaving Portland, Oregon a few days ago: “Well folks, the good news is that traffic is once again moving on the 205, now that those goats, yes, you heard me, goats, have been cleared from the highway.” I haven’t been able to Google up any news stories to prove I wasn’t hallucinating from lack of ...

I have made it to Katy’s. Actually, I made it here yesterday. More to come in the next couple of days.

I will be driving through Oregon and Northern California and will probably have minimal internet access until I show up at Katy’s doorstep in San Fransisco (or Berkley, more accurately). Hopefully the couple of posts below will amuse you until then.