I hate doing these. I lose all sense of creativity and any notion that I know who I am when I try. I've been in some bands. I've hopped some trains. I've squatted some houses. Now, I have bought my own falling apart home, with a face that only a mother can love. I'm sure you don't, but if you want to know about my adventures as a neo-hobo or want me to write you a story about how to deal with being a not very famous rock star, then feel free to ask.