Home?

I am currently sitting in the living room of the house I was raised in Los Molinos, California. It no longer feels like home, after the separation of my parents, and all the time I have been away doing my own thing.

The first week of October 2013 I quit my job, yet again to go on a journey and hopefully make a bit of coin before trekking out on a big trip again. But that didn’t quite all happen. My fortune never came, but the travels did. Once again my bank account was nearly drained while I traveled at a fast past never looking back. I had a blast. Did a little bit of work which makes me feel a bit better about everything. I was able to go and see friends I hadn’t seen in quite some time which is incredibly awesome. And my mind and body was refreshed after spending a bit of time on the road again. I feel great.

I rode my Motorcycle all the way to Los Molinos, CA from Las Vegas Nevada. After kicking around the 530 for a few weeks I decided to take a trip up to Seattle via trains and give my friends Brad and Brien a visit, which turned out to be very successful. And then after a few days in Seattle I took off south again towards Oakland to make it to an awesome Show where I got to see F.I.D. and Magrudergrind, Slight Slappers, Transient, Despise You, and many other awesome bands. It was well worth the money to go and check out these bands.

 

And now here I am sitting in my “home”.  I wanted to make a small post though, update on some things in my life.  Here is what is new.

 

Currently I am in the middle of figuring things out. The plan is to head off back to Vegas next week, work for a about two months, and head to Germany in Mid January for a minute to get tattooed, as well as revisit old friends I don’t get the chance to see very much.

 

That’s really as far as I have things planned. Who know how much of that will work out. Things always work out for me though.

Hopefully I will be able to write a bit more when I get back to vegas, and share some pictures as well.

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Screw Promises To People Who Don’t Care

Am I right? I promised my current employer that I would stay with the company for a year if they took me on again (mind you, I have been with them for 2.5 years, they just wanted me to stay at their store). I said sure, no problem. Since I have made that choice, I have become depressed at times, angry, and just longing to travel more than ever. I feel like a caged animal unable to explore the world around me. I hitch hike to keep the travel bug at bay when I have the time, mainly on my weekends. But it’s to much now, my position is being changed, someone I don’t like a work, with much less experience than me is being put in my current position, and I am being put as the main guy behind the counter. Same pay rate, so it’s not all bad. But the numbers they will be expecting is outrageous, and my assistant manager is even worried about these expected changes, saying, and I quote “I am going to be updating my resume and cover letters real soon”. He is just as nervous about all this as I am. He knows it won’t happen the way the big wigs see it happening. He knows two thousand dollar sale increases a week do not just happen over night, or with a position change. He even told me if a better opportunity came along, he would probably take it at this point, which to me says he cares about as much as I do about this job. It’s just a pay until we can do what we actually want to do.

That kind of leads me into this next bit.  On Tuesday I am flying out to Boston, MA to check out the East Coast and just hang out. The last two weeks I have been contemplating just not getting back on my flight to California to just stay over there. What’s better is a guy on Couchsurfing.org was talking about hitch hiking from NY to CA around the same time. The way the gears in my head are turning, is that I should just stay, kick it for a while, and then do a cross country hitch hiking trip, which is what I have been dreaming of since I got back from Europe. The only thing holding me back in my lame job that doesn’t seem to care about me or anything I do. To drop a few quotes from one of my favourite songs and bands :

So today I’m gonna rise up with sun, complete the goals I’ve set and move on to the next. I’m so young there’s no reason to run. But everyday, this nine to five destroys all my thoughts. This lake I’ve been swimming in is stagnant. I’m fishing for disaster, and I’m the fucking bait. My hard work means nothing to them, my efforts gone to waste. And I’m so sick, you should be too; Our blood and our sweat means more than this paycheck” -Set It Straight, Hourglass

I’m not going to bother giving my interpretation of this, I think it speaks for itself, and it is exactly how I feel.

That’s basically what’s up with me lately, aside from moving into a new place finally, it’s much better, I’m not on the lease, so leaving is not an issue either here, but I would pay up a couple month’s rent before I left. I’m not an asshole like that, especially to my friends.

This last weekend a friend of mine, Matt, hitch hiked with me. It was his first time, and my first time hitch hiking with a friend, a very new and exciting experience. He met up with me in a chico and together we tramped on up to Grass Valley. After being stuck in Oroville and singing our favorite songs to the dark sky of the night together for quite a while, we finally got picked up and taken to Grass Valley. In the morning we hit the skatepark and eventually decided to go to Reno, NV. What a blast, my first time hitching outside of California (aside from Europe). The trip was pretty smooth and easy. My sister picked us up. I met up with my older brother for the first time in like 6 or 7 years in addition to that, I met his daughters, my nieces for the first time!! They are really cute. It was a good reunion. Now that I know how easy it is to get there, I’ll probably visit a few times a year. If I’m around that is.  That’s pretty much. Good times. Here’s a few pictures.

Change Much?

Was just browsing through some of my pictures the last year, and I came across what I will attach below. Keep reading before you just scroll to see what I am talking about. Let’s hear the back story first.

I spent 2.5 months tramping through Europe with very little money. I touched down in america August 15th. I came back with a full beard and about 20lbs lighter. On the night of August 17th I shaved my beard and cut my hair off. 9am August 18th I started work again. This was the last time I would shave until the evening of November 29th.  I moved to Grass Valley to escape family problems and a life that I wanted nothing to do with on September 13th as far as I remember. The living conditions here were pretty intense. I’m not even going to get into that. But I enjoyed it.

November 25th was thanksgiving. November 26th I took off around Noon for Santa Cruz. hitch hiking of course. I made it to Santa Cruz November 27th around 3pm I think. That is when the picture (which you will see below) on top was taken. I spent the night on the street while on my way down, and had multiple rides from various people.  I stayed 2 nights. I hitched back to Chico November 28th. When I arrived back in Chico I found out that I was going to have to work the following morning.  I still didn’t have all my stuff. The day was young. I hitched back up to Grass Valley with my bag, Grabbed a few things. And left the same day. I arrived in the early evening. Shaved off my beard around midnight washed my hair, and a few days later went and had my cut at Quick Cuts. The total trip I believe was around 700 miles.

I was completely oblivious to how I looked, how I smelled, and just how careless I was in general. I still don’t care. I am not proud nor am I ashamed. This is part of who I am, and i would do it all over again in a heartbeat. Let me know what you think please. Leave a comment.

And Finally the long awaited picture!

Wow

Thanks for reading, please comment,

-Lucas

Kicking It

First off, Hurray! Sopa/Pipa have been delayed for the time being. That just gives the silly Government more time to rewrite and rethink what they want to do. I’m hoping from the internet black out they will actually realize what they are trying to do and just put a stop to any kind of censorship all together. They  need to realize that no matter what, what they claim to be trying to prevent (Copyright infringement) will never go away, even if it’s “censored”.

As far as me goes, nothing much to update on. Just work work work. I spent the weekend in Redding which was very nice. I got to see my friends at Nathan’s Anthems Tattoos/Piercing hung out for quite a while and even went out to a bar later that night. Got some pinball action in with Dallas, listening to some Reggae jams, and eventually stayed over with a friend. Cool stuff. In the morning (I say morning because that’s when I woke up, but the day was half way over by this time) I woke and walked in the rain back over to the shop to warm up before I hit the road again. I started my journey through Redding in the rain, thankfully someone picked me up half way to my I5 On-ramp destination for hitching. I stood for about 2 or 3 hours before being so cold and wet I decided to take a break and walk to the Denny’s across the street. Had some dinner, and then went out into the rain again. About a half hour in a guy picked me up and took me all the way to Red Bluff where my dad picked me up and took me to Chico (I paid for the gas though).

Last night was good. Went to the gym for a good hour and a half and then stopped by safeway on the way home to pick up some Liquids (milk, almond milk, juices, and cottage cheese) and when I was unlocking my bike to go home a homeless man walked by me. I said hello like I do to anyone passing by, and he smiled and kindly asked me for change so he could try and get some food later that night. I told him “I only have my debit card, so tonight is your lucky night. I am your buffet!” So he wanted McDonald’s and that’s what he got. He got a couple cheese burgers and friends and a drink. I sat outside on the curb with him while he ate. We shared stories, laughed, and related on a bunch of things. When I told him of all the things I have seen and done in the last couple years he was amazed. Finally I had to leave though, it was getting late and I still needed to eat myself. I gave him my business card saying if he needed any help he could call, and said good night. Before I could leave (prepare this tissues, this is the touching part in the story) he told me “The food was really good man, but what I can’t thank you for enough is giving me your friendship.”

He was a good person, he just had a rough start in life, and now, like a wild dog, it is hard to change his ways. Best of luck to him with his future travels of the    States though!

 

-Lucas

So Long…Nude

It’s been a while since I have last checked in. It’s December and the year is almost over, I can’t really believe it. The things that have changed this year, the things I have seen, that have been accomplished, the people I’ve encountered, the experiences I hope to never forget. I can’t believe. This year really is one that I am personally proud of. This was my first full year 100% independent from my parents.  Let me start out with some rather exciting and big news for me. On November 22nd (My 20th birthday) I came out of the closet to my parents, for those of you reading who are slow, I told my parents that I am gay. This was a huge step in my life and one that was way more difficult than I could have ever imagine. It was an emotional experience for sure. My mom seems to be alright with it and is accepting it for what it is, although we both have differing opinions on whether I was born this way or not, she obviously sides for the choice side of the argument, which I do NOT believe at all.  My dad, well I haven’t talked to him since. He was not happy at all, in fact he cried, the entire length of the conversation. He said a lot of mean and hurtful things to me. I expected ugly, but I didn’t expect tears. It was a very heavy conversation, my best friend and Room Mate at the time Brad was in the room when I made the phone call (yes I called, I was stuck at work all day, but promised myself I would do it that day),  and he heard the entire thing. The air got really thick as soon as I let the cat out of the bag, and then I heard my dad crying, and the air only got thicker. I won’t go on to explain anymore, that is up to your imagination, or you could shoot me an e-mail, or write in the comments. But It’s over and done with, I never have to look back to the closet again and I feel so much better, so much happier, like I can finally start living my life the way want, without having to worry about changing stories up, or inventing people, or explaining why I haven’t had a girlfriend. That life is behind me. I am now free from that burden.

In other news, I am Living back in Chico. I forget what I wrote about previously, but I know I have mentioned that I was planning to quit my job, which just so you know didn’t happen. Long story short, I was offered a job, and I turned it down, and then I was offered a better job with a nice raise, so I took it. So far things are going good except for the fact that I don’t really care for one of my other associates, who is a controlling bitch to put it LIGHTLY. She tries to manage the department and does not seem to respect that I am her new Lead. Yuck. Oh well, things are going to change. Just a little bit more training to go and I can really focus on everything and get the department looking real good.

My beard is gone as well. I’ll probably be smooth faced for a while to come unfortunately, but at the same time it doesn’t bother me so much. I’m trying to change a lot of things about my life, including a new wardrobe, which is much needed.

That’s all for now, take care everybody who reads.

-Noodles

It’s Been A While

I have been really busy the last couple weeks. It’s been rather crazy for me. I mean I have been busy in the traditional sense, but my life has been rather hectic for sure. Since I haven’t updated in a while, this is going to probably sound like it’s all over the place, but I don’t really mind, because after all this is a personal blog for me, and only me, and anyone who wishes to read it. So with out further ado, let the stories begin.

First I would like to start off with my current situation. I am technically homeless at the moment, and I joke about being a second class homeless citizen because I have a job and friends couches to bounce around on until I can get back on my feet. The reason for all of this though is because when I left for Europe I had the plan to come back and stay with my parents so make some money, and get back on my feet not having to worry about anything. Well lucky for me my parents decided to split up while I was in Munich, Germany for the first time, and I basically tried to stay out of it the hole time so that I didn’t have to think about it while I was out having fun every day. When I finally got home though, I could see things were much worse than what I had imagined. My mom moved out and was living on her own in a little studio in someones back yard, but her “landlord” did not like it when people would come over to her house, so I couldn’t stay with her, and I couldn’t stay with my dad because I was already scheduled to work again on the 18th, which was my first day back in Chico, California. And I can’t stay with my dad because he lives in Los Molinos, which is about 25 miles away from where I work, and at the time I didn’t have any insurance, so I couldn’t legally drive, and with out money to pay for potential tickets that I would get for driving uninsured, I decided that it was just not a good idea to drive, which means that I couldn’t get to work if I lived at my dads house. So I started bouncing around at friends couches in Chico until I could find somewhere stable to work. And then it all hit me! If I was going to be a second class homeless citizen in Chico, where I don’t even like living in the first place, why not just go and do that somewhere where I would rather be.

The plan has evolved a bit, and now I am in Operation Leave Everything Version 3.1. I have tweaked the plan little by little, and radically changed it many times and now I feel like I have a pretty solid idea of how everything is going to work out for me. Honestly I should probably not be writing about this on the internet because it involves me quitting my current job at Staples, and they don’t know about anything yet, but they will in the next 2 days, so I see no issue with me writing about it now. Now I’m sure by now anyone actually reading my blog is interested in what my master plan is, so here it is. I am going to work for a couple more weeks. (16 days to be exact) Save up as much money as I can so that when I leave I will have enough money to pay for some food each day, and of course pay for my phone until I find a stable job and have money coming in. After I quit my job on the 12th, I am going to San Fran for a night with my buddy Adam to watch him get some fancy work done by the wonderfully amazing Brian Decker. I am assuming we will come back either the same night or the next day, and that’s when I plan on getting all of my things ready for my big move. My friend Brad up in Grass Valley said that I could stay with him, and when I told him I wouldn’t be able to pay rent for a while, he said not to worry about, so I am going to move up to Grass Valley as soon as I have all of my things ready, which for the most part already are, because I am just bring clothes, and a few little things of mine up there, everything else I am going to throw away and sell what I can sell. Once I am in Grass Valley I am going to start searching for a full time job to start saving up as much money as possible, and to be able to live a little bit more comfortably. In January Brad and I are going to move down to Santa Cruz together.

Sounds like a fool proof plan right? I honestly have no idea how it’s going to work out, but hey that’s a risk I’m willing to take, because I am just not happy where I am at now. Or maybe it’s just that I haven’t adjusted to being back yet and I still feel like I need to have adventure in my life. Or maybe I am just running from my Family problems at the moment. Who knows, what ever I am doing it, it’s happening, and I am going to make the best of what ever happens. Even if nothing works out I can always go back to my parents and stay with one of them. That’s what’s fantastic about family. I’m not going to let this happen though. I will make everything work out just fine.

As for my trip to Santa Cruz right after I got back to California, it was amazing, it’s the trip that made me decide to move to Santa Cruz in the first place. I have been before, and thought about it, but this was the deciding visit. I love the people I know down there, and they are always willing to go out and do something, I love the ocean and the beaches, and the weather, and I love the variety of food there is to eat down there, the smell of the air, the everything. I had a great time, did a little skim boarding with my buddy Robert, as well as some body surfing. Had some nice flash backs to child hood with Robert and Kevin which was kind of funny to think about. Went out to lunch and dinner with Pauly, Alex and a new face named Angel, and Robert was there with us as well. Hung out at the Chimera Tattoo/Way Body Arts for a total of 7 hours having conversations with different people about multiple different things and I was a really good time. not one dry moment. In the end though we finally had to leave, a little later than expected, but what ever. It was a long drive back, but we made it, and failed at stealing a street sign with Roberts name on it, I am going to try and get it next time I drive that way. It’s rightfully his after all. When we finally arrived at my mom’s new place, I could tell instantly that she had lost weight, and she hugged me and I think even cried a little bit, she was excited to see me for the first time in almost 3 months. We talked for a little bit, Robert also joined in, and then my mom totally forgot to pay him for gas. So now I have to try and get that out of her as soon as possible, and when I am in Santa Cruz next I am going to make sure to put some gas in Roberts truck for having to deal with gas shortage because my mom didn’t pay him as agreed.

Some other side notes that I didn’t feel important enough to write a book about. I gave my car to my brother. It no longer feels like my car. He wrecked it while I was gone, at least he’s okay, but he made the car his while I was gone, no big deal, he needs it more than me anyways. So he has my car now. I just get around on my bike which I enjoy very much actually. I haven’t had access to wifi in quite a while now because I am bouncing around, and even at my mom’s place she just uses her Galaxy Tablet mobile Hot Spot which honestly does not give good enough internet signal for me to want to use it. My mom supports my plan to just pack up and leave, my dad is okay with it, but not to fond of it at the same time, because he knows I am going to do it no matter what. That’s really it.

-Noodles Out!