Poppa Bought A Supercharged Car

Shadow is very happy that her Poppa finally bought her the dream car she always wanted - a manual 2003 supercharged V-6 4x4 Nissan Desert Runner with only 50,000 miles on it. Poppa flew to Salt Lake City to buy it for her, then drove all the way back on I-80 in 2 days, testing the supercharger capabilities as necessary. Quite the fun drive, like flying a Leer Jet very, very close to the ground. Nothing is too good for Shadz!

Got back from Europe and decided to wash Shadow...she's much cleaner now.

A Functional Human-Powered Car!

Be sure to check out the videos!

http://www.humancar.com/overview.htm

LiteFoot

When I go up to my homestead, and I have to fire off a Cleveland Steamer? It's all about grabbing the rifle and the shovel and going off into the woods and digging a little grave and firing off that steamer and then shooting it so it dies a fast pleasant death, then covering it up afterwords. And that's what I like about LiteFoot (my homestead): It's simple. There's no infrastructure. You gotta fire an ass grenade at 3:00 in the morning? Go dig a grave. Thirsty? Better hope you packed the H2O, bro. Wanna chill? No worries mate - it's Chill Country up here. Anywhere will do. Set yourself down and crack that brewskie and relax into the forest. Morning beers are the best, too, and I don't know why. And I like pruning trees, and there are trees for as far as I can see, and they all need to be pruned.

You should buy some land and work it. Make sure it's far from the crowd, where the cops don't go.

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Put your money up your butthole!

What I mean to say is, currency is doing badly right now. Word is that the Swiss franc is now sucking, and it's time to sell it. Not that I had any anyway. BUT, the Swiss franc is -- was -- the last stable currency, fer fuck sake. So, what to do with your bucks? A. You can stuff them up your butt. B. Or you can buy gold, silver, canned food & bullets. C. Or you can go travel while the dollar exchange rate rocks against the pound and the euro. Fuck yeah! Or shit, do it all, before the big TILT hits.

Somewhere South

I wanna live in a cave. Halfway up a rock cliff which no zombie can traverse. Being friends with the Eagles. Eating the little ground squirrels. Burning webs and sticks which fall from above, for heat in the inkblack night. Coyotes crawling 'round like hounds. Sitting in the fine dirt -- like sand -- in the shade of the overhang with the ruins of the ancients., i c no way this can b done, but still i want 2 do it. If U lived in OakTown, wouldn't you? What's stopping me is the gasoline for the journey south into the hot zone. .I always dream of electric cactus juice.

Wow!

2 websites for the off-grid frontiersman:

http://www.dwellingportably.com/

and

http://www.shedandshelter.com/

And the website for the zine Dwelling Portably:

http://www.microcosmpublishing.com/catalog/books/2336/