My name is James Whitaker. I'm 28. I have been traveling around the world since November 2006. I run my internet business from my laptop. My friends think I'm crazy. I think it's crazy to sit a cubicle for more than 5 minutes in a single lifetime. These are my adventures.

My name is James Whitaker. I'm 29. I am back in America, running my internet business and ready to go back on the road for summer 09. These are my adventures.

My name is James Whitaker. I'm 30. I am back in San Luis Obispo for a few months while I decide what to do when I grow up. I still play and work with websites.

December 11, 2007
I just came across this picture of my dog Taggart and it reminded me that I ever had a dog at all. And it’s his 4th birthday in 8 days. Having not seen my folks, my friends, or California in over a year….is it fucked up to admit that I still miss my dog more than anything else..or that I can rememer his birthday…but have to think for a second to tell you my mom or my dad’s??

I just came across this picture of my dog Taggart and it reminded me that I ever had a dog at all. And it’s his 4th birthday in 8 days. Having not seen my folks, my friends, or California in over a year….is it fucked up to admit that I still miss my dog more than anything else..or that I can rememer his birthday…but have to think for a second to tell you my mom or my dad’s??

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