Stories by a Backpacking Addict
As I said I brought Time Wasting to a whole new level. I made a fake Profile in friendsters. I really like it. So does my 20 something new “friends.” We’re all Sad. But it’s so fun.
Occupation: Being Here for People to Come Home To
Location: Venice, CA
Hometown: Italy
Interests: Smoking J, Psychics, Street Performing, Roller Blading, Bootleg Tapes, Grafftti, Murals, Burning Incense, Volleyball, Tattoos and Piecings, Basketball, Spacescape Pixs, Mango with Chilly on da Beach, Chiros, $1 Pizza Slice, Coffee Shops (NO STARBUCKS!)
About Me: I am just one of the neighborhood epicenters in the US that nursed every cultural blip for the last 100 years and will do so in the next too :: From Pioneers with Mad Visons of creating a Europe in the New World :: To a Port that brought all kinds of goods and ideas :: Hos and Sailors :: Speakeasys and Gambling Halls :: Beat Poets to the birth of Counter Culture :: Bodybuilders and Bikini girls :: Amusement Rides and Freak Shows :: Intergration to Redevelopment :: Hippies and Drum Circles :: ROCK AND ROLL :: Asian Groceries to Organic Food :: Surfers to Vertical Skate Boarding ::Punks to Hip Hop :: Gang Wars to Peace Treaties :: Crack Houses to Medical Marijuana :: Gays Pride to Unconventional Familes :: New wavers to Raves :: Graphic Design to Web Pages:: Artists-Painters- Writers-Freaks. Rebels-Daredevils-Musicians-Thinkers. Junkies-Castaways-Runaways-Actors too. They all decided to hang with me ::
The downside of being one of the most famous beaches in the world is thousands of car space stealing weekenders and tourists come by. Which makes parking outside your apartment on Saturday and Sunday a nightmare ::
But who can resist my Full Body Waves, Sun Kissed Sand. (and a few hyperdermic needles, and some questionable drainage). Over all though, I am still a smooth Broad(walk), Baby. ::
PS. FUCK Gentrification, the rent is ridiculous enough. And some person had to galls to take down Van Goghs Ear (even though the food always tasted awful, but we went anyway) and made some valet parking do-da called “Amuse.”
They’ve ruined Santa Monica. They’ve destroyed Main Street. I wish they would leave us alone.
Who I Want to Meet: Mainly Other LA neighborhoods and Icons. Throw in a few Californian Cities, A Few Spritual Sister Homes, and Things Related to VB living ::
My Friends: Whisky Roxy, TheOneOhOne Freeway, Interstate Five, San Francisco, Lincoln Heights, San Bernardino, Los Angeles, GTFU Radio, Smog Cutter, Northridge, Glendale, Santa Monica, East Hollywood, Toluca Lake, Inland Empire , Echo Park, Los Feliz, Silver Lake, HighlandPark, Venice Italy, Kali Ravers, PlayaDelRey, Riverside, SoCalAznRiderz, Skateboard, Skateboard (Yes there are two.)
Unless you have some of sort of Socal (Southern California) insight it doesn’t mean much. But if you do, it’s a pretty cool list.
The Beach and The Board Walk
Famous Venice Mural
Board Walk and Bike Path -the Santa Monica Border
The Pagoda Before Most Of It Was Knocked Down
Great Place For a Sunday Afternoon After Parties
Drum Circle: Every Sunday Before Sunset
The Canals That Gave it Its NameAll Photos: Google Search
Yan Sham-Shackleton Online 
A voice speaks to you through your pillow in the morning.
“Write a book. Write. A. Book.”
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It speaks to me all day too. You are starting to see the notes.
Yan
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I wish you had been interviewed by the SCMP. I really think that you are offering progress to the blog-as-art-form-development idea. If that is your idea.
Let’s talk about this guest writing thing, kay?
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Yes Yes. Reply soon. Trying to catch up with notes all the time.
Thank you for seeing the “Blog as Art Form” idea coming through. It’s EXACTLY the idea. Or at least this is not about me talking about the daily life of myself (although what is important to me day to day show through), nor does it exist to talk about the news items or rant about politics or injustices, the latter comes when it does because I care a lot.
It’s here to develope ideas, talk about things, let me put into solids the floating pieces that come to me by day and catergorize them for the future. There are too many note books, and I never find anything, the index cards are too brief and too scattered. So I form sound bites of ideas, try to remind myself what is important what I want to talk about. Keep me focused, force me to write.
All the ideas add to a whole because it each time I write I add a piece of thought to what I am trying to say, when the larger thing is too comprehensive, too vast for me right now to sit down and do it at one go. I tried that a few times and could not keep up the momentum. Small steps, and Glutter is all those things I want to pull together. And a record of the change. I don’t even have time to do all I want, write what I want. So much much much further for this thing to go.
Yan
(I don’t mind not being part of the article you mentioned, although I don’t know about it, because this thing exists for myself although its fun some people read it.)
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