read this article in the times today because of your mentioning of the Hmong in this thread.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/01/14/us/14hmong.html?_r=1&oref=slogin
Ha, i remember hitch-hiking southern Illinois back in march and this drunk indian picked me up, literally slurring and swerving, and he was listening to that Jose Cuervo song on his truck's radio. That was the first time i heard of that shit.
ok on the Cylce and Smith!
Tru dat.
Erupto in the copper, Erupto/Gore/Phame (tags too), City of Prineville (God thank you for John Prine!,) Wild Man- in the house, John fucking Easley, killer streaks, holy fiucking rainbow.
God, Thank you for John Prine.
terrible self promotion. i'll never flick one of your trains; but i guess that's the price we pay to get to look at the rest of the frieghts you posted. Ain't nothin' for free.
No. Hobo monikers are about gaining notoriety through the rails and living through that medium, not the fucking internet, or at least fucking youtube. That film is filmed in 16mm film and deserves to be seen as such on an old projector in the back yard patio of some run-down building near the tracks, otherwise it loses digniity. Plus, Bill tours with that film extensively and posting easy access to it on the internet would be like cheating him, i think.
Rock BillDaniel.net. and get at him for a copy, then pass it around to all the old railfans you know.
I've seen so many Water Bed Lou's riding on the ladder gettin' tagged over by well established freight painters, simply because they're faded and invisibile at night. It's 2K7, time to take out your key chain lights on old SP's and watch who you're goin' over.
The guy with the banana living in the Jase wholecar. Hands down!
I'd like visiting those relatives too! Bumfuck spots are gold when you visit them rarely.