Water Proof

Posted by vern | Posted in Winnebago Experience | Posted on 30-01-2007

Guess who now lives in a waterproof house… It took us over one year to seal the roof and buy new vent lids. It rained today, but not inside…

Here’s the working logo for the hobosoul:

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Marketing Ideas

Posted by vern | Posted in Resourceful Living, Winnebago Experience | Posted on 29-01-2007

We are thinking of marketing “The Hobosoul”, so we’ve been throwing around some ideas. T-shirts, signs, forums, resumes/projects, events, cookies, stickers, web ads, are all in the mix. We’re thinking about have a marketing day soon. Part of the fun of having a website is you get to see who’s coming to the site, what pages they’re looking at, from what city/country they’re from, and all kinds of fun information. I think it would be fun to set aside one day of nothing but marketing — full 12 hours, nothing but marketing…trying to get people to check out our website. Then we will actually be able to see exactly how many people we can get to our site in that one day…
and we’ll video tape the whole experience.

Here’s a picture of me and a man who swore he could here a Polish accent coming out of my mouth… Others think it’s a lisp. Others don’t hear anything…

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Netflix Party — Sundance 2007

1 year. Zero cavities. A revelation.

Posted by jeff | Posted in Resourceful Living, Winnebago Experience | Posted on 29-01-2007

I went to see the dentist for the first time since moving into my RV one year ago. In the back of my mind I was hoping to have a cavity or two to write cautions about teeth care while living on the streets. I guess not having running water and going to bed after a bottle of wine without brushing really isn’t as bad as they warn.

I did have some “tartar build-up” which deemed that I needed a “deep cleaning”. First, those hurt. It made me realize why people hate the dentist. Second, those cost lots of money. It made me realize why people hate the dentist.

In the “operating room”, there was a TV. I watched elephants trudging through the desert in Africa. For some reason, this made me think of Americans and our life in the Winnebago. They were happy. They were rolling around in the mud, they were trampling over barbed wire fence like it wasn’t even there.

Basically, to me, the elephants were happy because they had no other desire than being, finding food and playing in the mud. Looking back at this year, I see happiness in my life. Except for a few down times, this time has been overwhelmingly joyous. I put aside my things, my possessions and my need for financial security and a huge bank account. And my desires have been simple. The jobs that pursue are jobs that I WANT to take. Not that I have to. I am able to enjoy spending time with friends while not worrying about who has the biggest house or the fastest car or the most toys. Just like the elephants. They look out for each other-they feed each other, they splash mud everywhere, they eat their food together-they hang out together all the time. Americans in general are far too focused on themselves-their money, their happiness, their possessions-we feel we are entitled to everything-and so we fail to recognize that we are all in this life together. Vern and I have found many times this year when we have been forced to rely on each other-whether that’s getting out of work early to move the Winnebago once a week for street sweeping or to make a drive out of our way to get roof vents so that we don’t get rained on-we are in this together.

Our lives are simpler, no question about that, and that simpleness has helped us both realize that there is more to life than the things that we can all see. Its what the elephants appreciate about their lives-the simple quest to support each other and live together. Simply. With minimal things.

And in all that, for some reason my friends are closer, my job contacts are growing daily (as work comrades and friends), and my bank account hasn’t seen this many digits in over two years. When those aren’t our goals, it seems those things fall into our laps.

I hope you can all experience this joy in your life too. You are welcome to life with us anytime.

If your RV catches fire….

Posted by jeff | Posted in Winnebago Experience | Posted on 29-01-2007

Like ours did this morning. Somewhere between the walls towards the back on the passenger side. Dangerously close to the propane tanks-which I had just finished installing the day before. Apparently, the exhaust pipe had shifted and was pointing directly at the side wall-almost touching. This caused some warmth and the dry rotten wood started to catch. I never saw flame-it may have just been smoldering wood-but when you smell and see smoke coming from your home-you do what you can to put it out.

Our first mistake-the fire extinguisher that came with the RV was in Vern’s car–because that also caught on fire one this year. The one in the closet was taken from Ireland’s 32, the pub that was closest and open to Vern when Harry started to burn. This was empty, having saved one vehicle’s life already. Being outside my bosses house, he got one from his house-which was so old that it was dead. The only solution was the hose.

I SOAKED the RV inside and out. I pried apart the walls-because it was burning behind the new wood that we had mounted to replace the rotting wall- and sprayed as much in between the wall as I could. And then I waited.
I stared at it for 20 minutes while I pondering what to remove-what to take out first. My banjo, my computer and the Winnebago Experience tapes were the first three things I didn’t want to lose, and I had a plan how to get them out of there fast. That’s one rule of being a hobo-your things are just things. First, you shouldn’t have much to begin with, but the rest should be transient-just like you.

I’m glad to say that the fire has gone out-the smell is subsiding and I have put most of our things back in their places. And I purchased a new fire extinguisher which I am mounting this afternoon, in case this happens again-or the fire isn’t really out.

Sundance Preparations

Posted by vern | Posted in Events/Parties, Friends, Storytelling, Travel | Posted on 21-01-2007


We leave for Sundance 2007 on Thursday. There will be about 10 of us. Our Winnebago is actually in one of the films (“The Oates Valor” – Short). We’ll be staying at our friends condo, seeing films, crashing parties, and other various festivities. We will be enjoying ourselves and laughing the majority of the time. I personally plan on smoking a cigar per day — probably an ACID Mos Def. which is currently at the top of my list — pleasantly replacing the infamous “Rocky Patel Vintage 1992″ after “that one night”.

We are posting the footage that we got from our Golden Globes evening in the next two days. It’ll probably be named “The Winnebago Experience – The Golden Globes”

I’m watching “The Godfather” because I’ve never seen it. I’ve been looking for the Fellini film “8 1/2″. Also, people at my work are close to figuring out that I live in a Winnebago.

Josh Holloway & Jeff Stone — 2007 Golden Globe Awards

Party Crashing

Posted by vern | Posted in Resourceful Living, Winnebago Experience | Posted on 18-01-2007

Top Ten Hobo Rules of Crashing:

1. Look really really good. You should look the complete opposite of what you normally look like inside of an RV. Wear good shoes with a good polish.
2. Confidence. Same that you have when lighting a propane fridge or not turning off the propane when you pull into a gas station.
3. Research the event — parties, people, sponsors, locations.
4. Checklist: pen, paper, (security) ear piece, cell phone, cigars/cigarettes, lighter, biz cards, tuxedo/suit.
5. Don’t go through the front door. Always go through the kitchen, the back door, side doors, hotel rooms, service elevators, stairwells. DO NOT: Jump walls, hide in bushes, or do anything that blatantly says “I’m crashing” unless you absolutely must.
6. Listen/Look for SPECIFIC names/companies/sponsors at the event in case you are stopped/confronted. Always have that name ready to go and what your job is. ie. “I’m dropping off truck keys for Regal. My NTC’s are with Richard Golden. I’ll just be a minute.” Say confusing things with confidence (i don’t know what NTC’s are but they work).
7. Never use the line: “I left my __________ (keys, jacket, cell phone, etc…) inside.” It’s embarassing.
8. Always watch somebody else go through a secured doorway to see if they get their passes checked.
9. Always thank security guards and the people who threw the party on your way out.
10. Don’t be greedy with food, drinks, etc, and ALWAYS tip the bartender very very well.