I, Nomad…
Back at the dawn of human history mankind simultaneously (give or take a few hundred years) gave up the life of the nomad and settled to begin cities and nations as we know them today. Gone were the ways of the traveling forager, the romance of the ever-moving world. Replaced instead by home delivery pizza, internet shopping, and the numa numa kid… an amazing legacy of knowledge of the earth, seasons, and nature tossed out for a sedated existence with the knowledge of income tax and Little Debbie Snack Cakes….
Why would we have done that? Why would we leave this life of heroic hunt-and-gather for a life of grinding heroic WoW instances?
I’ll tell you why. Cause it’s damn nice. And to top it off: I want some of that drudgery and sedation.
As those of you who know me (and let’s face it, you’re reading my post so you either know me pretty well or are just too creepy for words…) I generally like the outdoors, activity, the good feeling that accompanies true physical exhaustion, etc and normally do not write long drawn out paragraphs extolling the virtues of a sedentary existence. But that was before this last month….
I have moved (with Meg & Bird) to a total of four apartments in the the last month (one more coming up in a week or two) And I’m here to tell you why the nomads cashed in their sweeping migratory patterns and started short morning migrations to Starbucks: Moving. Sucks.
Hard.
The Full Story (a tribute):
Megan and I lived this summer in an apartment provided by Medtronic Diabetes (where I spend 50ish hours a week saving babies, grandmothers… and puppies) It was a nice place, but when my summer program ran out it all of a sudden became a $95/night place which is cool if you’re made of money in the exact fashion that I am not.
Sooooo we (meg) found a nice little apartment a few blocks away for a nice little rent. The actual apartment we were going to stay in was still being occupied so we saw the unit down the hall and were quite happy with it. Unfortunately we were not going to be able to move in until the current person moved out and they had time to paint and replace carpet etc
Dang internet cut out and I lost the rest of the post so here’s the short short version from here
- Our new apartment isn’t ready
- All of our belongings except one car load of stuff goes into storage.
- Friends Badier and Neel let us crash on their floor
- Apartment still not ready… continue to crash on the floor
- Still not ready
- FINALLY (2 weeks later) ready. Can finally stop living on the floor
- Not so fast… move one car load of stuff into the new apartment before making the decision that it smells too much to live in. Cigar+Cigarette+DEATH. Hence forth this dwelling will be referred to as the Apartment of Horror.
- It smelled so bad it made you close your eyes. I’m not even sure how this works, but ask Chris, it’s totally true.
- Dissolve lease on AoH (at least start the process)
- Find new (nicer) apartment (now referred to as teh Apartment of Joy)
- AoJ is not ready for another week or two
- Sleep on Chris and Megan’s couch for a night while sanity is restored.
- Go to Wired’s NextFEST with the Elder Donuts (Which was really really cool)
- Move everything out of AoH back into our cars
- Move everything out to Eagle Rock where Meg’s uncle has offered us a house for as long as we need it
- I hate being a nomad….
- No really I do…
So there it is. We’ve moved all over the valley and we’re going to have to move one more time before we’re done (hopefully)
As an overview here’s where we’ve been:
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The house we’re in right now is in the middle of a remodel and I just can’t wait for a real, everything works and doesn’t smell like the angle of death, place.
To those who have let us crash with them: thank you so much.
The rest of you: it’s not over yet ;)
~J
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So get this: I’m on stolen interwebz… it’s the neighbor’s but you know how some wireless connections are ‘secured’ so others can’t share in their bounty? This one was like that. It took me a day of running a program to get enough data to crack the encryption but it TOTALLY WORKED! I discovered their WEP key and I’m on the ‘secure’ network as I type :)
Honestly it’s been a LONG time since I’ve had this much fun with a computer and for those looking for a good place to jump off: http://www.remote-exploit.org/projects.html These guys know their stuff inside and out. Big shout out to Chris as we went through the process together…. such fun :)
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My God, what a long post….
Wow. That *does* suck lots!
After you guys recover, come down and visit and I’ll make you dinner… and maybe cupcakes too. And if Megan ever needs a place closer to work to crash, just give me a call!