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hobo values
Much can be gleaned from the simple definition of a hobo as ‘a traveling worker’. First, a hobo might travel in order to work, work in order to travel, or more likely do some of both as the situation requires. Either way, the fact that a hobo does both reveals something about hobo values. There…
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illusion
A friend just mailed this to me – I hadn’t ever seen one quite this good. Look at the dot and move your head towards/away from the screen. I like illusions for a lot of different reasons. They are reminders that things are almost never as they seem, and of the ultimate fallibility of the…
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The weblog: what it is, how to use it
Today I have turned cyberhobo.net into a blog. This is just a journal-like format for publishing things on the web. The blog consists of posts (like this one) each of which has one or more topics (“About the hobolog” for this post). You can select a topic from the ‘view posts’ menu and click the…
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The Amtrak Concession Guy
On the train to Sante Fe to visit Ann I sit for several hours listening to the concession guy (CG), a large bald black guy, talking to people. Guy A: You sleep last night? Guy B: Not a wink. CG: Some guy was walkin’ around butt naked up there last night. Guy B: No shit.…
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Solar Eclipse
Watched the eclipse with my music teacher Ellen Werback. There was the same eerie silence and strange light I remember from Christmas 2000. It got to about 70%.
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Piano Recital
Played with Ellen first, Bach’s Little Fugue in G minor. Alas, I got nervous and left a large garbled gap in the middle, but recovered for a strong ending.
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Birth of a cyberhobo
This cyberhobo is Dylan Kuhn, a software engineer and lover of outdoor explorations. In the year 2000 I worked for a cool dot-com, but it popped with the bubble. I did software contracts in the Denver area until there were no more contracts to be had. There were men in pinstripe suits with briefcases waiting…
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Wandering Europe
After my bike ride I felt that maybe all this hoboing only in the US might be limiting my perspective, so I hitched a ride to Europe with my friend Nathan. Only the photos survived this one.
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1700 miles on the PCT
In 1996 my friend Peter Miles Reginold Bergman and I decided to attempt a through-hike of the Pacific Crest Trail from Mexico to Canada. We made it as far as Oregon, and soon after I chronicled our journey on the web.
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Day 9 (Pete)
Today was a nice relaxing day for me. There is a great deal of irony to the break. Dyl strained, pulled, sprained something in one of his thighs. It seemed that he was taking much too much time to catch up. I waited a long time, eventually backtracking only to find him hobbling along. He…