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                                  Huntington to Barboursville to Charleston to Montgomery, WV

Friday June 27, 2008

             

     10:47am  Man, I haven’t been logging that much at all.  I feel really guilty.  What a wonderous adventure I’ve had in Huntington.  These people at this house I ended up love me.  Stephen singed my guestbook:

  

Date:  2008-06-26 18:57:45

Name: Stephen Smith

Email:  soccer_smith22@yahoo.comJavascript required

Number: 245

 

Victor you changed my view on people in the past couple days of you staying at our house. You showed me that their are really people out there that are legitimate. Most people aren't sure about themselves. Most people won't do what they really think they should do. I will no longer judge people before I meet them. Thank you for what you are and what you are doing. Hope to see you in the future.                   

 

                      I am totally inspiring people left and right.  I’m going to leave today.  I’m going to catch the bus and head towards Charleston.  What a great welcome I had to Huntington.  It’s been perfect.

 

                     Picture of Stephen with his hand down his pants while sleeping, hehe.

 

                     Did I tell you I traded one of my shirts for weed when the weed-man came over last night.  I have decided I’m going to give Stephen a shirt.  I’ll hook him up.  He’ll wear it.

                      

     12:25pm  I’m leaving 1005 Eighth Street.  Thanks for hosting the liberator in Huntington, guys.  Josh is giving me a ride to the bus station.  I’m going to catch the city transit as close to Charleston as I can. 

 

     12:34pm  I didn’t tell you, I already got dropped off at the bus station.  The bus doesn’t come until one fifteen.  It’ll take me to some mall.  I’ll go thumb it on the onramp from there.  I’m going to walk to the mission and see if maybe I’m not too late for food.

 

     12:43pm  I’m too late for lunch, that sucks.

 

     12:54pm  I’m too late for lunch at the mission, so I’m going to go hit up Rio Grande.  I’ll tell them I’m leaving today.

 

     12:56pm  They told me no.  “The manager’s not here.”  Greedy asses.

 

                     They told me the manager wasn’t there at Rio Grande, so I’m going to go hit up The Peanut Shop.

 

     12:59pm  Hightower is hooking me up again at the peanut shop.  I appreciate it, brother.  Everybody gets credit, thanks.

 

     1:49pm  I’m at the bus stop telling these kids my story.  What were your names?  Steve and Sarah.  They’re listening to my whole story on the bus right now. 

 

     1:57pm  When the bus went by the Walmart I saw Porfario’s Mexican Restaurant, which I had seen when I first got into town.  They were closed then, but I got off the bus to try my luck. 

 

     1:58pm  The greedy ass lady at the restaurant won’t give me food.  It’s because she’s white.  Everybody gets credit.  She started shaking her head as soon as I opened my mouth.  I’ve got peanuts anyway.

 

     2:10pm  I walked down the street further and I see a Pizza Hut! 

 

     2:20pm  Patty at the Pizza Hut is letting me eat from the buffet.  I appreciate it, Patty.  Everybody gets credit, thanks a lot.

 

     2:31pm  Oh man, what a beautiful score at the Pizza Hut!  At first I walked in and saw they had the buffet, so I walked out knowing they wouldn’t have any mistakes.  Then I said screw it, maybe they’ll hook me up with a buffet.  I called that shit.  Patty hooked me up.  She even let me get food to-go. 

 

     2:35pm  East 60 I’m walking.  I’m about to pass the Jolly Pirates Donuts.

 

     2:38pm  I’m walking down East 60 and I just fell on my ass.  I tripped over a curb and since I’m so top-heavy with all my gear I fell down.  I’m just going to sit where I fell and smoke.

 

     2:50pm  Getting up from my smokebreak from when I fell on my ass.  I’m going to walk to the highway now.  It’s not that far.

 

     3:03pm  At long-last I’m at the highway, on the onramp.  I’m going to take a piss real quick and go thumb it with my magic shirt on.  I’ll stash my weed.

 

     3:24pm  I came to the Exxon and some guy saw my shirt and took a picture of me.  I asked him for a ride, but he wasn’t going my way.  I came back to the onramp.  I’m going to stand by the yield sign and thumb it.  I stashed my can of weed.

 

     3:40pm  Subagh hooked me up with a ride.  I had met him earlier.  He took a picture of me at the gas station.  He’s giving me a little jump.  Everybody gets credit, thanks a lot.

 

     3:49pm  I just got dropped off in Barboursville at the BP gas station.

 

     3:50pm  Man, I just sold another shirt.  That’s #2.  I’ve given so many away.  Nick and Daniel bought one of my shirts.  I appreciate it, guys. 

 

     4:25pm  It started raining and I’m walking back to the BP.

 

     5:02pm  I have returned to the onramp.  It stopped raining.  I even went to this beauty salon where the bus stops in front of and waited for the bus back to Huntington.  I could ride it back and buy a Greyhound ticket.  Umm, I don’t think I have enough money.  I only have twenty five, so I’m going to try and thumb it for a little bit.

 

     5:22pm  In no-time Clarence pulled over for me!  How far are you going?  Virginia, eh?  Cool, you can drop me off in Charleston no problem.  Actually, Clarence is going all the way to D.C.  Hmm, so tempting.  No, I’ve got some business in Montgomery. 

 

     6:00pm  Delivered.  Back in Charleston.  I just got dropped off downtown close to the transit mall.  I’m going to go surprise everybody. 

 

     6:02pm  I’m all loaded up.  I’m walking to the transit mall now. 

 

     6:04pm  Back at the plaza.  Everybody is staring at me.  It was Marvin I took a picture of earlier.  He volunteered me seventy five cents.  I appreciate it, brother.

 

     7:48pm  I just landed in Montgomery.  I’m going to go to my friends’ house.  I forgot their names.

 

     8:48pm  Hmm, I don’t think these guys are going to be as cool as last time.  I probably won’t get my typing done here.  I’ll find somewhere else.  I still need to get a hold of Jamilyn.  If she gives me forty bucks I can buy a bus ticket.

 

     9:24pm  I’m talking to Haley and Sabrina.  How old are you guys?  Haley is seventeen and Sabrina is sixteen.  I was bored and walking around and I came to the GoMart.  Haley has something to say: “Okay, there’s this book called Into The Wild…”  I’ve already heard about it.  Haley: “What have you heard about it?”  I heard that the guy is the same as me, except for the marijuana.

 

     9:51pm  Holy shit!  I just sold four of my shirts right now!  I’m going to have eighty bucks!  I already have twenty.  I’m going to have a hundred!  I’m getting me a bus ticket.

 

     10:06pm  I just sold out of shirts!

 

     10:11pm  What an interesting turn of events.  See, I had walked up to the Dairy Queen and I saw all these young people were there.  Right when I walked inside this dude complimented my shirt.  I told him I had them for sale for twenty bucks each and him and his three friends promptly ask for a shirt.  I told them I would have to walk a couple blocks to get them, but that I would be right back.  I hauled ass back to the house and came back with four large shirts.  They gave me the eighty bucks and then these other kids wanted shirts too.  They asked for three more, so I hiked all the way back to the house and got the other shirts.  When I came back with the three some dad walked outside and told me, “You sold these to these kids and they can’t have them.”  I told him, “Damn, nobody wants world peace.  Poor kids.  Ignorance is bliss.”  He insisted he did too, but I just gave him the eighty bucks back and he gave me all four shirts back.

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