If you call a park bench home; if your idea of a buffet is chinese trash; One who shits in a bucket on the reg; one who dwells under and overpass (not to be confused with a troll); if you reside in a pop up community; if you bathe in the local creek; if your job description is holding a piece of cardboard (not to be confused with human directional advertisement) you might be an outdoor American.
Outdoor Intercourse Day began at least by 1969 at WSU. That year was my Freshman year at WSU. The Editor of the University paper was fired for publishing a picture of four feet behind a log, two pointing up and two pointing down. One pair of feet were male and the other were female. The article was celebrating Outdoor Intercourse Day, May 8th or the 69th day of March.