FAQ
How did you get the PoopHouse?
I told my brother that I would like one BIG loooooog-term project and that should be a house. I gave him three guidlines:
it has to be a small house
it must have a bit of property
it can be anywhere in the world
One year later… Ben told me that he thought he had found a house for me and it was right here in Joshua Tree, California. Aside from being mildly disappointed that it wasn’t in Romania or Peru, I was really excited. He drove me to the property and I did actually think, “you’ve GOT to be kidding me”. What appeared to be a shack on a desert wasteland that would be barren save for the mountains of garbage, tires, rotting lumber, and sand-matted, sun-bleached clothes. Then I saw inside the house. Ben looked at me and said, “Well, what do you think?”.
I took a deep breath and told the truth. “It’s perfect”.
