The Weirdest Place? - Closed

hmmm. lets see... back in 1997 i used to walk around town and pick up loose bits of trash and paper on teh side of the street and write on them, i felt that the stories inside the trash would come out, i wrote a whole journal like that. i also wrote a journal on every piece of junk mail i recieved in the mail glued to the pages of a book on buddhism.

in 2002 i wrote while humping a tree. my girlfriend who was in california while i was in new york used to talk about how she loved to hump trees, so i decided in dedication to her id go out in the forest and write while i humped one. just to let you know i didnt get pornographic or anything, it was just a light and playful hump.

in 1998 i worked at the national airport with my dad company installing telephone equipment, a horrible job, to defend myself from art draining energies i brought a little notebook with me and wrote about everything that happened, little funny blurbs and stories. whenever it got rough id take out the notebook and start writing.

just a few writing experiences.