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                                                                                                                     San Antonio, TX

Monday June 18, 2006

     10:38am  I caught up on my typing. I'm typing up the entry before this one. I decided to go for a walk. I did my usual hike to OP Schnabel. I just tagged the platform again. Now I'm going to walk to the Walmart. I'm going to go to Planet K today.

     11:08am  After I tagged the platform, I took off walking towards the Walmart. After hiking for about five minutes I realized I left my water bottle up there. I had to hike back in this grueling heat. I am drenched in sweat right now. This place is an oven. I really need to acclimate. I also tagged one of the cement benches under the pavilion they have up here. Picture.

     12:05pm  I was walking on the paved path close to the pavilion and these two guys on mountain bikes pulled up and asked me how I was doing. "I'm the happiest man in the world," I told them and started my shpeel. They were Christians. They didn't hear much, but I gave them my website. It was a grueling hike to the Walmart in this heat. When I got there the 88 was waiting. I asked the driver for a courtesy ride to Wurzbach and he said sure. #7529

     1:18pm  I got off on Wurzbach and walked to Planet K, the headshop. My fake cigarette is nine dollars. I only have five. I tried telling the black guy and girl working there my story, but they were busy. The girl was all, "I wouldn't work for free!" Anyway, I went and walked around The Willows apartments and asked people for spare change for a marijuana pipe, hehe. I walked through The Willows with no biters. Then I got hungry and I remembered that Mediterranean place nearby. I went and hit them up and Muhammed hooked me up with some yummy lamb.

     5:00pm  Obi, at Planet K. Let's see, I only had five dollars and my fake cigarette cost nine plus tax. I walked to this dumpster at a gas station nearby on Evers, right across from the abortion clinic and got two pieces of cardboard. I sat down and with my blue marker wrote out WPTMJ. On the other one I wrote havethisbook.com because both pieces had writing on one side. I walked over to Loop 410 and Bandera and flew my signs to traffic. I passed out my website a lot and got random kick-downs. Around four twenty I decided to walk back to PK. I was still short a dollar or so. On the way to PK I walked behind this restaurant where there was this guy throwing away trash. In Spanish I asked him if he could refill my water bottle. He gave me cold water! I walked to Planet K and Obi hooked me up.

     5:42pm  I walked almost to Wurzbach when I realized I had left my water bottle at PK. I need to stop losing it. I walked back and got it and then went to the 534 bus stop in front of The Willows. I'm going to try and score a courtesy ride to the hospital, then try and score a ride to Travis Park downtown. Hopefully I'll find some weed there.

     5:55pm  Just got to the hospital. The 534 guy let me ride for a nickel.

     5:57pm  The 91 pulled up. I asked the driver, "Can I get a courtesy ride for old time's sake?" He didn't know me. He said he's only been driving for a year. Mr. P.N. Zabst let me on.

     6:53pm  I got to Travis Park about fifteen minutes ago. I had a great welcome back. I got smoked out! I ran into Apok and Cintrell and Christobel, a lot of the old regulars. They told me Eddie got stabbed. Oh yeah, Cintrell told me, "I saw your name in jail!" Hell yeah! It's still there! Through county jail let it still be known! I'm going to walk to The Riverwalk and find some tourists to tell my story to. Wait, I'm going to get some spare change for a hotdog first. Ahh, just like old times.

     7:29pm  I'm having a blast on The Riverwalk. See, at the park I gave my WPTMJ sign to this guy in a wheelchair. I put it on the back of his chair. I held on to my havethisbook.com one. So now I'm walking around on the Riverwalk holding my webpage address for all to see. All the tourists are reading it. When I notice them reading it I yell, "It's not religious, I promise!" Right now I am totally undercover. Nothing says marijuana. Cops can't tell me shit.

     8:16pm  I walked up to street level. Before, still on The Riverwalk this cop asked me, "Excuse me, what's that about?" I told him, "I'm a journalist. You should check out my site." He said, "You're a journalist? Oh, okay." Then I walked back to Travis Park. I'm hungry.

     8:19pm  Cool! The guy driving the 96 hooked me up with a transfer! The 96 pulled up and I walked up to it. Cool, the hotdog guy just hooked me up with some Cheetos! The blessings are aplenty today. Anyway, I walked up to the 96 and told the driver, "Don't suppose you could hook me up with a transfer for old time's sake?" He ripped one off quick. So in the end I had a very productive day. I set out to get a fake cigarette and I did. I went and update the kids in the park. I found out my tag is still in jail! You have no idea how cool that is. I cannot believe the cops haven't scratched that off. I bet everybody recognizes it. This is my fucking town. It sucks, my mom told me to try and come home by eight. Now, she'll have a reason to bitch. Hopefully I can borrow someone's cellphone.

     10:11pm  Holy shit. My watch has been an hourly early all this time. I'm not sure how long. I am guessing since the 15th. I crossed time zones on the Greyhound. I just left the hospital right now. Since the bus was late getting to the hospital from downtown I missed the last 606. I thought I might just have to walk all the way home. Then the 91 pulled up. Kickass! I get to go hang out at West Telemarketing tonight. I'll see if I can get a ride home from the parking lot like I used to. If not, it's a seven mile walk home. I had borrowed some guy's cellphone at the hospital and called my mom. She was a little upset. Hell, I thought it was nine. She left the back door unlocked for me.

     11:39pm  Wow, what a blessed evening I am having. On the bus this kid who had been at Travis Park when I got hooked up with Cheetos, he ended up on the 91 to West, that I ended up getting on at the hospital. He told me I really should have stayed at the park and caught the 91 from there. He said that this hot girl walked by and flashed her tits to everyone and hooked everybody up with weed! A bit bummed because I missed it, I asked the dude, "Smoke a brother out then?" He smoked a joint with me after we got off at Huebner/Fredericksburg. That turned the peace machine on. I walked to West and the same black dude security guard was working. I recognized his shiny head. I opened the door and said, "I'm baaaack." I asked him if I could use the restroom for old time's sake. He sternly told me no. So I went back outside and had a pretty good presentation with this cute girl waiting for her boyfriend. The parking lot was empty, so I wasn't going to get a ride.

     12:05am  The blessings just keep coming. I walked through the parking lot, about to start on my seven mile trek home. Then I thought, "Hey, I can go to Jim's and pull an all-nighter." I walked to Jims, went inside and sat down in the smoking section. I pulled out my notepad and told the waitress, "I have some writing to do. Can I just get a water?" I started writing in my notebook and then this girl who was sitting in the booth next to mine recognized me! Sabrina, who I met with Vance and Kat and stuff. Her friend Conner is sitting in the booth with her. Conner's in the Navy. I put on my show for him and amazed him. He offered to buy me anything I wanted. Frontier Burger, of course. I was so hungry. Oh yeah, and I'm getting a ride home!

Next day..

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