Morro Bay to Cayucos, CA
Saturday February 7, 2009
8:35am I woke up at six under the bridge almost to Los Osos again. Last night was really crazy. Ugh, Christians really get on my nerves. This Julie lady was all convinced that meeting me was meant to happen and invited me to come meet her friends. Me thinking cool, I’m going to get to tell my story to people. We drove over to this house in SLO, not that far from Peach Street. Her friends were all crazy born-again bible thumpers. Going crazy and waving their hands in the air and shit. They wouldn’t shut the fuck up. I didn’t get to tell my story one fuckin’ time. They were all, “You were meant to come here so we could tell you what’s missing from your story. So you can tell your complete story.” Reminds me of that Gandhi quote where he says he likes Christ, but not Christians because they are so unlike Christ.
And then this Julie lady, she dragged me over to listen to her friends. She failed to mention it was a motherfucking bible study, so I assumed I might get listened to. It was like eleven at night and me thinking since this bible thumper lady pulled me away like this for this bullshit, that she should at least give me a place to crash. Like spare some floorspace at her pad or something. But noooo. I asked her if she had a garage I could crash in and she said no, that she had a goat. It was fucking raining outside. I felt like asking her what would Jesus do? Last night they were all singing their bullshit songs singing, “I’m free! I’m free!” Bullshit! “None are more hopelessly enslaved than those who falsely believe they are free!” Talk is cheap! What would Jesus do??
They're not free at all. They're slaves! Slaves to God and God is fake! LOVE is real! Praise LOVE!
Religion is division! There's only one LOVE!
Julie felt absolutely no remorse taking me to a bridge to sleep last night when she had a nice dry house to crash at. What if I was Jesus, Julie? You hypocrite. Christians are going to have absolutely no idea what to do when the shit hits the fan soon.
Anyway, I woke up this morning under the bridge. Stupid me, I left my lighter in Julie’s car. I packed up and got ready to leave slowly. I ended up crashing on the opposite side of the river than when I crashed here last time. It looked exactly the same.
Oh yeah, when I was walking past the marsh that I tried cutting across, it’s all completely under water now since it rained. Anyway, I am walking into town now. Oh yeah, and yesterday in Los Osos, at the laundromat some guy saw my shirt and sold me ten dollars worth. I had smoked all the weed that Josh had given me. Screw Los Osos. There was nothing there at all. The laundromat was the most exciting place in town. Oh yeah, the Ralph’s was cool. Some guy gave me a twenty dollar bill. That bought my weed. Thanks, guy. I am walking back into town, Morro Bay. I’m hungry. I bought some snacks at the gas station with Julie.
Oh yeah, this morning when I was walking back into town from Los Osos I walked up to the tee and tried bumming a light off of cars at the stopsign. The first car that pulled up leant my his lighter and gave me some matches. I’m going to eat now, I’m hungry. I need to find a dry place to layer down at. The sun is coming up.
9:55am I am finally on Main Street. I knew that I had walked Main Street all the way to Los Osos. Julie didn’t believe me when I told her that. She was all, “I don’t think so. I live in this town.” See how ignorant you are, Julie?
10:47am I walked by some Second Treasures thrift store here in Morro Bay, one I haven’t gone to. See, after my big long walk to Los Osos these steel-toe boots are killing my feet. Be it as waterproof as they are, I need new shoes. I walked into this thrift store I had never been in and I found me an awesome pair of The North Face leather hiking shoes, for only ten bucks. I tried to trade my steel toes for them but they wanted money.
Dude I smoked out.
Marina, The Rock
12:10pm I was sitting down at the QUOTA bench, where I was yesterday and where I sat the first time I got into town. Ian walked up to me and started talking to me. He commented on my boots and I told him much they hurt my feet, but that I had just found perfect replacements at the thrift store for ten dollars. He promptly walked me over to the store and purchased them for me. I appreciate it, Ian. Everybody gets credit, thanks.
12:48pm I am having a great time here in Morro Bay. I was hungry so I came and stood in front of the Albertsons. I got new shoes and my feet don’t hurt, so I scurried over quick. I was sitting down at the bench and Justin, I had told him my story earlier when I was trying to manifest my shoes. I gave him a hit of weed, but he kept asking for another. I told him I had to smoke everybody else out too. So I came to the Albertson's because I'm hungry. I'm doing my thing passing out my website. Right now this guy accepted it and I assured him that it wasn't religious. He told me, "Religion's only bad when people make stuff up." I told him that religion was division, there's only one LOVE. He just walked up to me and handed me a Tupperware bowl and said, "My wife made this soup. Thanks for reminding me there's only one Love." Thanks for feeding the peace machine. Another blessed day in Morro Bay.
Dog
2:24pm I am standing in front of the Mobil. Please LOVE, feed my belly. I'm pretty lucky in this town, so I'll get hooked up anyway, watch.
I abandoned my steel toe boots across the street at the Valero. At first I was going to leave them at the Pizza Port where I was sitting. Then it started drenching hard. Fuck, I need those boots. So I went back for them. I had even written a note that said FREE STEEL TOE BOOTS SIZE 12'S.
Dude I told my story to.
Did I ever mention I did a sewing project today? I reinforced a strap on my pack. I stitched it better than I had before. I'm walking the highway now. My recorder had some difficulties. I dropped it the other day and it's messing up sometimes.
3:38pm It's raining again so I've got my poncho on.
3:47pm I was standing there in the rain and all of a sudden Rachel, the beautiful girl who gave me free coffee and had the cool peace tattoo behind her neck. She said she had checked my website.
I'm walking Highway 1 now. Cayucos 4 miles, Monterey 121, San Francisco 235. Cayucos is what I am aiming for today.
3:58pm Oh yeah, that girl Rachel yesterday, the one with the sexy peace tattoo in the crease of her back. She's the prettiest girl I've told my story to in California so far. Hehe, she had asked me if I needed anything. I should've told her, "Short of you doing me for the cause, I'm great." Only in dreams.
I'm going to eat some Fig Newtons and smoke some weed and cigarettes. Rachel gave me some money too.
I've got fourteen bucks.
4:09pm The most beautiful rainbow just appeared. It's huge.
4:17pm I celebrated a little early. I can afford a lighter so at the next gas station I'll buy one.
People are loving my clown wig today. They're just adoring it.
4:38pm Morro Strand State Beach next left. Walking.
4:55pm I stopped to rest. Last couple times I've stopped to rest I haven't sat down, just unloaded my bags. My feet kind of hurt. They are new shoes and don't have as much support as boots. I have to adjust.
Pretty Coast
5:13pm Up and at 'em, walking.
5:20pm Welcome to Cayucos. Coast
5:24pm Crossing Studio Drive.
6:14pm I forgot to tell you. I came to the first bridge I could find. My feet are killing me. I am really confusing my feet with all these different shoes. There's nothing like a good night's sleep to rest tired feet. The bridge is right after the sign that says Cayucos Drive one mile. Alright, well I'm going to smoke some weed, eat something and go to sleep. It's all early. I bet you I will go right to sleep.
I am having some more difficulties with my tape recorder. I hope it's recording.
It gives me trouble when I try to push down play and record at the same time. I have to do it extra hard for the buttons to click, but it seems to be recording. This really sucks. I could always just write stuff down, but that's a pain in the ass. I'll time my sleep tonight.
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