Happy Thanksgiving Everybody!

Happy Thanksgiving Everybody!

I am so thankful for these last few weeks I’ve had, and for everybody who has taken part of my little journey so far, and who will in the future. Thank you. Thank you for following my adventure. I appreciate you. Now buy my fucking books! (just kidding… maybe) At least, review them online! Special thanks to my parents Françoise & Jack Pointeau, as well as my sister Isabelle Pointeau-Cate and my brother in law Charles Cate for seeing me off in safety, making sure that I had everything I needed. Thanks to my niece & nephew for being the cool adults they’ve become, Catherine Cate & Alexandre Cate. Great big thanks the my two sisters and their respective partners, Virginie Pointeau & Christine Pointeau, and Tanya Stickford & Karen Tailey for hosting me, and helping to make my trip the incredible trip it’s been so far. Big thanks to all my friends back in Austin, Texas, and everywhere else. Thanks to the people who have agreed to sit with me these last few weeks to record interviews & conversations that will eventually become my podcast, The Rollin’ Chateau (coming soon). Big thanks to Frank Leng who designed this website and is constantly helping my ass out. Thanks to all the people who have invited me into their homes, fed me, helped me, and made my trip what it’s been. Thanks to Brian Wootan for designing my two books, my logo, and to him and Tracie Stone for being such good friends. What would life be like without all of you? Not so good. You, all of you, make...
Las Vegas and my thoughts

Las Vegas and my thoughts

It’s morning. Am I having an existential moment? Possibly. Last couple of days, I’ve been playing with iMovie on my Mac. It’s free, so it’s great. I made a little movie, and you should watch it. It’s 3.41 long, and if you like blurry images and bad editing, this is for you, baby! YOUTUBE VIDEO: CLICK HERE FOR MOVIE EXTRAVAGANZA I’ve been having an existential moment for the last 40+ years or so. So this isn’t really news. Story of my life. I’m not sure that I like Las Vegas. This city shouldn’t be here, it’s not real, yet here it is in all its glory and ugliness. Plop in the middle of the desert… I found a casino that allows overnight parking, The Orleans Hotel & Casino. Apparently, this is not really a thing anymore. Most places don’t allow overnight RV’s to park on their lot. I’ve been spending a good portion of my days trying to figure out where I’m going to park and sleep in safety… it’s exhausting. There’s an App for that, you know: AllStays. It’s been a great help. It tells me where I can stay and cannot. If I’m interested in Walmart it tells me which ones are okay with overnight RV sleepers, which ones aren’t at all, and which ones might be if you ask permission. Not ever knowing where I’m staying, if there’s going to be anyplace to stay where I won’t get harassed by the police has really elevated my stress level, and is using up large portions of my day that could be used up for more productive activities…...
Book Reviews

Book Reviews

So I’ve been doing plenty of reading…that is, whenever I am either not driving a few hundred miles, walking around a new town, meeting new people and or meeting old friends and family, writing in my blog–such as I’m doing now–working on my podcast The Rollin’ Chateau, or trying to find a place to park my rig for the night where I’ll not get molested…and here are four reviews of some of the books I’ve read. You might have read an earlier version of some of them when I posted them on Facebook and on Amazon…and maybe you haven’t, so here it goes! These last few days, I’ve been rereading my friend Andrew Hilbert‘s collection of short stories, Cat Food. Andrew Hilbert, author of the novel Death Thing, is obviously sick. He has some kind of disease that makes him write really horrifyingly funny and disgusting stories. People run around naked completely drunk discovering things I cannot mention here. A house becomes living flesh, and all that that entails is described to its most gruesome detail. A village refuses the most bizarre of peace offerings, and responds in a manner that you will have to find out for yourself. Hilbert is not scared of the bodily fluids that we are all made of, and he exposes them up front and center. There is no hiding. He exposes the vilest of our dreams and thoughts in words that will probably make you cringe. There is no flowery language to be found, and thank goodness. This is raw, inexcusable, gruesome, and most of all, really well written. Hilbert is one of...
Driving, driving, keep on driving son!

Driving, driving, keep on driving son!

It’s a big country we live in. Holy shit, it’s a big country we live in. There’s no two ways around it…actually, there’s infinite amount of ways around and through it…and I think it needs to be done by driving. It’s like visiting a town or a city for the first time, the best way to go about it is by walking or ridding a bike. Bicycle is ideal because you go faster than walking, and you catch so much more than by driving a car. In the same way, going through the country…I wouldn’t…or should I say, I don’t see myself ridding a bike through this country when often times the distances are 100 miles or more between towns…so driving is what’s ideal for me. CLICK HERE for TINY ROAD MOVIE in APACHE COUNTRY 11.12.15 I’ve been avoiding the interstate highways as much as possible. Sometime this adds hundreds of miles to my trip, and if I hadn’t done that yesterday, I would have missed the immense beauty of Route 550 from Cuba to Farmington, New Mexico, one of the most gorgeous roads I’ve driven so far. The terrain changes every twenty or so miles. The land is a hard one, a tough one, one that needs some resilient motherfuckers to learn how to live there. I’m not sure that I would have the ability nor the wherewithal to figure it out. The people who live here must be some tough folks with some tough skin. I’ve driven over 1500 miles since I left Austin just about one month ago. My last day at my job was on...
My thoughts this morning…a bit of a rant

My thoughts this morning…a bit of a rant

Curiously, while broke and on the road, both Walmart and McDonald become your very dear friends. Walmart allows you to park on their lot over night for free. McDonald almost always has clean toilets, cheap drinkable coffee with free refills, and free WiFi access. Albuquerque is a sketchy town, and I like it. I could see myself living here. Everywhere I go, invariably I always look at the price of real estate, and Albuquerque has descent houses that even I could afford if I got a job. A young couple with descent blue collar jobs could afford to buy a home here and raise a family. The same couple in Austin, Texas would be lucky to rent a two bedroom apartment 45 minutes from town or live in some student slum with three roommates ten minutes from the airport. I appreciate an affordable town. It’s a college town as well, so there’s plenty of bars and places to hang out. And, it is sketchy, which I’m afraid to admit that I kind of like. I like sleaze and dark bars, and gritty dinners. I don’t know where they’re at in this town, but I’m sure they exist somewhere; and no, I don’t mean the faux gritty, faux hole in the wall, dive-bar where the “dive” part is the theme of the bar that was designed by some yuppie uptown design firm, I mean the actual real place where real people with real blue collar jobs hang out as well as usually a couple of small time thieves, and a guy who’s been around so many blocks he now just...