I was web searching various offbeat Los Angeles museums. One museum has an exhibit dedicated to the development of trailer parks. The writeu...

Today is the month-iversary of my stay in Los Angeles. I spent most of the morning reviewing old posts, refreshing memories, vicariously rel...

At the Marciano Art Foundation

The old question has been, “How do you install a vent on a van roof that has ridges? How do you make sure it doesn’t leak?” Up until now the...

My liquid and soft food diet is starting to mess with my mind. Last night I dreamed I was eating barbecued brisket. It was so real. I coul...

Sometimes, when we’re moved to help someone, there’s only so much we can do. Sometimes there’s a limit to what they’ll let us do. But we try...

Sooner or later a van dwelling blogger will write about how they go to the bathroom when they don’t have plumbing. This isn’t one of those p...

As I’ve said before, humans are not all the same, cancers are not all the same, so treatments are not all the same and side effects are no...

I needed a break in my liquid diet. I needed variety. The original plan was to walk a couple of blocks to McDonald’s and have some pancakes—...

A while back I observed that most of my clothing is dirt colored. Do they still call those earth tones? That’s practical when living out in ...

An anonymous observer/critic started noticing the same types of photos appearing on various Instagram accounts devoted to travel and adven...

I felt rather crappy yesterday. Swallowing was very painful, killing all desire to eat. It took me 45 minutes to drink an eight-ounce bottle...

I was a half hour early for today’s radiation treatment. A nurse walked up to me, called me by name, and said my radiation oncologist, Dr. C...

Today’s radiation treatment didn’t go as smoothly as glass. First the technician lightly bumped my trach tube while positioning the mask. Th...