I want to thank everyone for getting involved in offering me help and advising me about my idea of living in my Honda.

The brother I mentioned before who thinks I'm nuts, has made my life a little bit harder... I have three older brothers and he is the youngest. Well, he had to go and tell everyone my plan. I even told him it was just a plan, or even just an idea, I feel that means room for change. Meaning, I was willing to listen to what people had to say. Now all my family members are seeking Medical advice for my mental condition.

Okay, so maybe it's not a great idea.

I did take the seats out of my Honda and measured some plywood and foam padding for storage and new flooring. A guy who lives in what probably was at one time a Airstream, before it was gutted by fire, walked down from the other block near where I live in Hollywood and saw what I was upto. He had some advice as well. After I gave him some spare change. He agreed with another poster here who said people treat you differently when they think you're homeless. This guy, who is probably in his sixties, but looks over a hundred years old thanks to the nice California UV Radiation, said his idea was to save money for a home as well. I asked him when did he start saving and he laughed and said once he started living on the street he just got
use to it and never tried to save any of his money. He just got accustom to living cheap, so he had no need of trying any harder for employment, or accumulating money.

This made me sad.

I wonder sometimes if these little accidents, this happenstance of conversations with strangers aren't sometimes someone trying to tell us something or warn us.

My Chinese friends still think I should do it. Then they say something to each other in Chinese and then they laugh alot... In my direction.

Come to think of it all my so called friends want me to do this... In the coldest of climates even.

Maybe I don't really have any friends, but this old dude from down the street that I just talked to for the first time and those that have sent me money to buy a Lance Camper.

Just kidding nobody sent me any money! Did you feel left out? Are you writing a check right now to me? Don't forget it's 200(3!), I'm still writing 02 on all my worthless checks.

I still have time to think this thing through before my family puts me away.

I might come up with a different idea with everybody's help.

Thanks for the the nice hefty check you sent me. I promise to use it to cover my Therapist's bill after I get back from the Strip Club.

Ya know, I see a Doctor every two weeks, actually I see a Doctor everyday. My neighbor is a Doctor and I see her leave for work every morning. But seriously folks, I'll be here all week.

My Doctor thinks I'm doing very well, he even enjoys my visits. I can tell cause I can hear it in his laughter after I leave his office and he closes the door.

He thinks the medication I'm on is doing good. He says, he thinks I'm doing so well in fact, he'd like to see me everyday. I haven't got around to telling him about the Honda-living idea yet, or that I can hear XM Satellite broadcasts eminating from my right shoe. Again just kidding, I did tell him about my Honda idea.
He said, "What? Are you freakin' nuts?"

Okay so maybe it's not right to live in a Honda, maybe I should try a Mini.

http://www.mini.com/

I just got off the phone with a friend who knows I love these kind of stories, so he had to tell me this. He works at Sony Studios in Culver City and he's been working late on the movie Bad Boys 2 with Will Smith. He said he was driving home late about 3AM in Hollywood and was approaching what looked like a cat sitting on a manhole cover. When he got closer its eyes turned glowing red in his headlights. But, here's the weird part. It wasn't a cat at all...

It was a human head pushing up the manhole cover and when my friend's car got closer it ducked back down and the manhole cover slammed shut.

He said that the guy was all hairy with black hair and dirty facial hair. He said the guy didn't look human at all, but like an ape.

I know there are sadly alot of homeless people in Hollywood, soon I may join them, but have you ever heard a story like that?

Why would someone be watching cars from a manhole cover in the middle of a busy (even at 3AM) street?