You thought you could take a cruise ironically. You were wrong.
There I was...
I miss Terence. I really, really do...
It is impossible to justify a fourth trip to the Maldives but here, with the help of America's next top model, I attempt to do just that.
Eulogy for Greg Junell (left) in which formerly agnostic ace reporter David Holthouse (3rd from left) meets the deceased at an interdimensional "tube stop" after smoking DMT and becomes a card-carrying reincarnationist. And brings me back a message. Gooseflesh guaranteed.
The ridiculous adventure.
7. The work in progress
A lawless, X-gen, pre-digital memoir from secret California. From Emerald Bay to Weott by way of Jack Nicholson's (alleged) grow-house and the Thai/Burmese DMZ. Drive fast. Take chances. Currently seeking representation and/or the proper platform. C yoU iN*Twenty Eighteen!