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Outlandish Josh (in Technicolor)

In Technicolor. This photo is from back in Eugene, taken by Billbo Baggens.

Who is Outlandish Josh?

Outlandish Josh: revolutionary in training, armchair philosopher, pauper genius.

I am a 24-year-old with a bunch of experience in technology and BFA in Drama. I'm interested in making culture and instigating. I live in Greenpoint, Brooklyn with a gang of hooligans.

A lot of self-pep-talking goes on in these pages. I try to be a booster without straying into the murky realms of pretention, but I know I often go to far. I'm bored a lot, idle time for an overclocked mind, a sleeping giant, waiting to be unleashed. I believe that love is the answer.

I am just a monkey man. My body mass index is 23.9. I know a lot of interesting people. I'm a workaholic.

I think the things we find most irritating in others are traits we display ourselves. Hypocrisy's a bitch, get's me all twisted up sometimes, my life moving in waves, like the stock market.

Books are better than drugs at ocupying my brain, but either will work in a pinch. I have a sick affection for hangovers. I like music of all kinds. I'm a proud liberal.

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Trips

Trips in Space and Time 8/02/03

Big Wheels in Berkeley
I scored a set of west-coast wheels today at the Ashby BART station flea market. It's a very tall schwinn road bike, black, deceptively heavy but smooth-riding. Thirty-five dollars to boot. I oiled and cleaned the works, dialed in the bakes and took it out for a shake-down cruise immediately. Nice riding on a beautiful saturday, realizing how out of shape I am as I wheezed my way though the hilly area behind the Berkeley campus.

After about an hour I started to get the swing of it. Made some minor mechanical adjustments (including a free wheel truing at the bike collective on Shattuck), drank a few liters of water and started finding my groove, cruising up and around and ending up with a beautiful view of the whole bay. The roads here are not kind to the speed inclined -- too many stop signs and crosswalks and lights -- but it was good to get out and proj for a while. This changes my summer dramatically.

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