This starts off with a bike ride through the French Quarter.  Then NOmadjik Media Bus travels from Frenchmen St. New Orleans to the French Broad River Hot Springs North Carolina.  In route I stop off in Tuscaloosa Alabama with donated supplies for the tornado disaster zone.  I hook up with John Wathen who gives the run down on the enviro-friendly tactics he's pushing to use in Hurricane Creek, which happens to have been 1 of the most bio diverse areas on the planet.  If you're looking for a volunteer opportunity why not help him ensure that it remains 1 of the most bio diverse areas on the planet? 

There are photos of what this area USE TO LOOK LIKE & Mo'Fo' @
http://www.hurricane-creek.org/join-friends-hurricane-creek

~ download

http://www.frybrid.com/forum/showthread.php?p=129334#post129334

on the road with a fucked bus ... still

If you missed the previous RIP NOmadjik Bus post, here's the back story on this. Part#1, Part#2

In classic Monty Python style, the bus just raised it's fist and cried "but I''m not dead yet!"

Shortly after being told the estimate was 5,768 dollars; which was a death blow to the bus, no brainer... I got another message from the shop but since I was downing beers I turned my phone off for awhile. 

The NEW Message:  They were real sorry, someone else's estimate had accidentally been stapled to my ticket.

The bus only needs a new oil cooler assembly, related items and services.

The Actual Estimate is $1,575.00
Now, while this estimate is at least feasable; it's not like I got an extra dime laying around.
I'll be focusing on paying jobs for awhile. 
If you have a paying job for a webmaster or video producer, I'm all ears.

If you feel compelled to donate for the cause
I'd love you forever and will send you a DVD of anything I've produced, just name it.
However, I need to say that the bus will No Longer be traveling back an forth across the country All The F'n Time as it has been for the last 3 years.  The remainder of it's life will consist mostly of regional use for off grid film screenings, music and guerilla 1st ammendment covered activist video projections (like this on a smaller scale).

UPDATE: Not Dead Yet

how do you write a eulogy for a bus?

http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1021847509#!/album.php?aid=16433&id=1021847509

the guy on the phone rattled off a list of things that needed fixed and then wrapped it up with an estimate of 57 68... it took a few seconds to realize he meant 5 thousand seven hundred and who the fuck cares dollars.

is this worth $5,800 more? ... no... it's not..

I could use some help stripping the gear and modifications out of it. This will need to be done soon so to not incur storage fees.  Bus is in Houston.  ... and I'm imMobile in Austin.

possible blown head waiting to get it looked at the coolant is gray with
the consistency of thin pudding. opinions here seem to think that oil
mixed with the coolant and that would explain why the oil level was down
this morning. I'm too far away to get towed to Austin.

There's a hole in the coolant hose that heats the the veggie oil. It is in that impossible place to get at where the hose in hose (oil line running inside the coolant line) goes through the firewall (not a computer term). I'm surprised that the unprotected sharp piece of metal pressed tightly up against it had not cut a hole in it sooner.

This morning I was awoken by the police (again) while parked in the RV side of a Flying J parking lot. They "mildly" threatened to arrest me or fine me 1,000 dollars an ounce for the coolant that leaked out over night. I was able to convince them to give me an hour to fix it and leave... that i knew where the hole was and was capable of fixing it ( I did know, but I am not capable of fixing it in an hour ) I've blown about 80 unexpected bucks on coolant, stop leak and "special" rescue tape. There is no way to fix the hole without removing the entire veggie fuel line and coolant heat system. It will take a lot of time.

I was told by a flying J employee to just move it back to the big rig lot and work on it there, that way when the cops came back I'd be gone. I did that but within an hour an unmarked car with a uniformed cop cruised by.

As I rolled around under the bus frantically trying to put tape on wet hose with one hand (because that's all that would fit it the space) a trucker pulls up next to me hops out and leans down to warn me of the swarm of bees he saw behind my bus... I thanked him even though those bees and the ones I was laying on were all dead from the coolant that covered my entire body as well.