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Call For Your Offerings For The Temple Of The Inner Bitch

Here’s the deal, friends – I want The Temple Of The Inner Bitch to be about . . . well, your Inner Bitch too, not just my Inner Bitch. So I’m asking all my communities near and far for their interpretations and involvement, especially if you aren’t able to get out there to that great big sinner’s party in desert. Here are a few ways you can be involved:

  • Use your words – You like to pour your […]

Announcing! A Temple To Celebrate Your Inner Bitch

I’ve had an idea about building The Temple Of The Inner Bitch for about a decade now. It would be a place where you can come and worship, celebrate, meditate and contemplate Your Inner Bitch, whatever that means to you. Of course, I wanted to build this as an art piece and take it Burning Man, the yearly arts festival in the Nevada desert. Well guess what, Bitches?!

It’s […]

How To Make New Friends Via Ceramic Duck Larceny

Hey so, in case you’ve been under a rock and didn’t know . . . I now live in New Orleans, in the Faubourg Marigny neighborhood. I’m pretty good at making new friends, but I thought I’d tell you all about this new friend-making technique that worked well for me.

One of three blighted properties next door. The one-legged junkie named Clarence usually sleeps in there.

Our new […]

My Most Important Blog Post You’ll Ever Read

I have a secret. Imagine me whispering it in your ear. Because I sure as hell can’t say it out loud.

I haven’t written for almost a year. An entire year. And I’m not just talking about this blog. I pretty much gave up writing a year ago. I told myself, “I’ll get back to it.” But I haven’t. If you’ve asked me how my writing is going in the past year, whatever I told you […]

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Heartbroken To Tell You I’m Leaving LA

I’ve been nauseous all day trying to write this post. But first, let’s go way back . . .

Way back at the turn of the century, as I prepared to leave Nashville for Los Angeles, my dad and I stood outside together looking up at the night sky.

“You know because of light pollution that you won’t be able to see any stars out there in Los Angeles, right?” he said.

The Unsolicited Directors Of Entertainment

So, Cancun and Playa Del Carmen are crawling with private resorts. Our first apartment in Playa was right behind a giant all-inclusive resort. Of course, this made us curious about the place. But at over $100USD for a day pass, we weren’t curious enough to drop that kind of money.

We joked around with our Canadian neighbors about sneaking in. Now, before you judge me – I made it clear to everyone […]

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How To Save Money For Your Travel

We bankroll our adventures by having clear, focused financial goals. There’s no one right way to do it, but here are some quick tips that have worked for us.

We planned for years – both for the travel and a way to sustain it once we hit the road. We traveled the entire first year of our relationship way back in 2008-09. So we knew we were compatible together for long term travel – […]

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Channel The Magical Unicorn For 2016

For my road map of 2016, I was encouraged to compile the most complete, hilarious, serious, bold and unabashed list of my positive traits – of everything I have going for me. A love letter to myself of sorts – to refer back to during the upcoming year. To remind me of how awesome I am in the moments when I’m feeling overwhelmed, freaked out, less than and hopeless. A strategy for getting that awful shit-talking, lying […]

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Muck This Interview – With Artist Jules Muck.

Venice Beach artist Jules Muck talks about what it was like developing her fine art chops from the roots of the graffiti world, how she saved her art from rehab and we dish on how to preserve the artist community in an ever gentrifying Venice.

She’s prolific and talented, fearless, messy and slightly self-destructive. She can’t quell it, so she rides the wave. The first time I saw her was at least a decade ago, painting […]

The Sistine Chapel – A Blank Canvas For Smells

Years ago, when I was all full of bullshit and youthful idealism about travel, I liked to get all dreamy-eyed and say to anyone who would listen, “I want to know what the Sistine Chapel smellllllls like!”

It takes nearly an eternity to actually arrive to the inner sanctum of the Chapel itself. Approximately 2.4 billion visitors per day (no shit! Per DAY!) are herded through The Vatican, which was why I couldn’t get face-time with […]

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