OK – I’ve got this thing all set up now (though I’m sure I’ll make little changes and adjustments as time goes on) so now I can finally start blogging!
The first thing you might be wondering is what in the world does “homeless on wheels” mean? Some of you might be picturing squatters living under a bridge in their cars. Or the families in dilapidated old Winnebagos trying to see how long they can get away with camping out in their local inner-city Wal*Mart parking lot. Or maybe somebody with a sign that says “will rollerskate for food”?? Well, I’m none of the above, although I suppose I could have easily wound up in one of the first two categories had the cards fallen only slightly differently than they have. Keep reading, I’ll explain eventually. As for that third category, I think that’s mostly urban legend.
What I am is someone without a permanent location of residence. That would make me “homeless” in many peoples’ eyes. In reality, however, I’m not homeless, but rather my home has wheels and I can move it where I want, when I want. Annoying neighbors? Boring view? Change of pace? Need to relocate? Too hot? Too cold? I can pretty much move at the drop of a hat if I want, as frequently (or infrequently) as I want or need. Society tends to favor permanence of location, so “freedom of location” is an unusual concept for some people to grasp at first. Some folks even envy the concept, but can’t picture themselves doing it. I have often heard, when telling people about my plans, “Wow, I wish I could do that”. My (usually unspoken) reply is “why can’t you?”
So why do I use the phrase “homeless on wheels”? Why not? Sounds catchier and is a heck of a lot easier to type than “guy who has no permanent residential address but has a home which happens to have wheels on it so he can easily and frequently move it at will.”
Now that I have the crucial first post up, this is finally a real blog. More to come very soon.