Gonzo

Gonzo journalism, that's my jam; and why I started this blog way back in 2007, and, man how time flies. When I first started writing for pay, I searched far and wide for an employer that would give me free reign and carte blanche, and I lucked out on my first gig, which entailed writing my own column twice a month for the now defunct Peninsula Post. I think I got something like $100 a piece, and more importantly: my byline. After that I worked for several other papers with sketchy characters rivaling that of The Rum Diary, and also a few literary journals on the side before I went to New York to learn from Rolling Stone; made for TV style, and boy-oh-boy did I learn a lot. When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. What I didn't know back then is if I had a vision, I was going to have make it happen myself, and out of my frustration, What is Reality Anyway was born and the rest, well, you can Google. So thank you Dr. Gonzo, but I do believe you said it best:

"And that, I think, was the handle - that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of old and evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn't need that. Our energy would simply prevail. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave." ― Hunter S. Thompson


Wearing an army-surplus store jacket, Topshop leather jacket, vintage Hunter Thompson Gonzo tee, 7 for all mankind jeans, vintage belt, Frye boots, Moscot glasses, jewelry thanks to Luv AJ, and a beanie thanks to Obesity & Speed.