I grew up in Maine, got fed up with everything, and hitch-hiked out West after high school,
traveling around the U.S. all throughout the '90's and early 2000's. I made plastic fruit in Mexico, formed a band and went on tour, joined a cult, fell in love and drove around in old Volkswagens until I settled down and had kids back where it all started, in Maine. I've always figured that America has been (perpetually) on the brink of coming completely unraveled, and have rarely made any big decisions that didn't take that into account. Two is one and one is none. Beans, bullets and band-aids. Once you take care of basic needs and can fall back on your preparations, you can relax abit and still find time for things like music, homebrewing, and website design while the rolling dumpster fire that is our modern world chugs onward.
Things and Stuff
Carpentry, electrical, plumbing, sheetrock, painting, locksmithing, small engine repair, consultation, tattoo/ design, audio engineering and whateverthehell the job at hand happens to be.