Do you not have a car? I want to interview you.
I'm moving AGAIN!!! I get annoyed and have to be somewhere else. I don't know what that is.
I think I'm a nomadic person.
I'm probably only saying that owing to a recent article I read in my favorite magazine the Economist. There was the article on people who just wandered around working from Blackberries, not developing personal relatinships, but having more time.
I don't know if this is good or bad, but I never was a team player, so this works for me.
I keep my life simple by not owning anything, except a retirement plan, because one of things I fear is having to eat dog food when I get old. I tasted it, it's very salty.
I saw the movie Heat in high school and unfortunately this movie had a big impact on me, probably because I moved all over the place as a kid and lived with all various types of relatives in various countries.
I lived in Canada, the UK, India, and of course here, anyways in this movie Robert Deniro's character said this:
""Don't let yourself get attached to anything you are not willing to walk out on in 30 seconds flat if you feel the heat around the corner."
For some reason I thought that was a great way to live life. To me having to upkeep a car would seem to keep you more trapped. A car seems to give you freedom, but actually it doesn't.
If you had to move across state you'd have to get it registred and get a new license.
If I move I don't have to do anything.
Anyways...I'm not into putting up just whatever, so did this post have a point???
Yes!!!
I want to link and interview everyone in LA who has a blog, but doesn't own a car. I don't care what political slant you are or if we got into online, if you don't own a car email me and I'll link you and we'll talk.
There's going to be a little special section for you on this blog.
But you can't own a car. You can't have access to a car by a significant other. You have to be carfree, like X-rated car free, which means completely naked of a car. No, "but I eat fish" car people.
You can survive in LA without a car. Seriously.
Grosses bises,
Browne Molyneux
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