For the past several years I’ve used this site to bring you some High-Octane Travel Blogging Adventures Extraordinaire. However, due to a downshift in life-pace and in the interest of preserving my internal organs, I don’t have many of those to report out today. So I’m experimenting with a new blog format.
Let’s start with an excerpt from another ‘Renegades Logbook’ of sorts: Jack Kerouac’s ‘The Dharma Bums.’ Originally published in 1958, it’s a sort of backpackers’ ‘On the Road’ replete with freight-hopping Cali beatniks and mountainside Buddhist meditations. Please enjoy and stay tuned for more Renegade Literature excerpts to be forthcoming, posthaste.
An Excerpt from Jack Kerouac’s ‘The Dharma Bums’:
‘Get yourself a hut house not too far from town, live cheap, go ball in the bars once in a while, write and rumble in the hills and learn how to saw boards and talk to grandmas you damn fool, carry loads of wood for them, clap your hands at shrines, get supernatural favors, take flower-arrangement lessons and grow chrysanthemums by the door, and get married for krissakes, get a friendly smart sensitive human-being gal who don’t give a shit for martinis every night and dumb white machinery in the kitchen.’
