070108

 

Huntington, WV to Portsmouth, OH

Tuesday July 1, 2008

 

     9:23am  I got 7.07 hours of sleep.

 

     10:39am  I just got dropped off at the plasma place.  Andy and Amber are “donating” today to get some money.

 

     11:00am  I just left Tudor’s Biscuit World.  I got a good steak biscuit to-go.  I’m going to eat it somewhere and have a smoking session.

 

     11:48pm  I wandered over to the 7-11 and sat down in the shade to eat and smoke.  I realized that my right boot needed stitching again.  I sewed it all up.  Right then this pretty black girl Chelsea walked by.  She recognized me from Charleston.  She let me hit her blunt.  I appreciate it, Chelsea.  Everybody gets credit, thanks.

 

     12:15pm  I am leaving from my big ass sewing break I just took in the shade in front of the 7-11 on 5th Avenue.  Now I know not to get the side-zip ones when I buy a new pair of Magnums.  I’m walking into town now.  I have time to kill until five, when I’m supposed to be going to Ohio.

 

     12:40pm  I came back to Chrissy’s house and my friend Stephen answered the door.  He was on his way to the library so I decided to tag along. 

 

     2:18pm  Stephen and I are taking a lunchbreak.  I’ve got fifty minutes of time left on the computer.  Oh shit, I forgot to put the tape back and recorded over some stuff.

 

     3:09pm  I got their names, they gave me their cards.  These railroad cops.  Stephen and I were walking towards the Subway.  I was going to go hit them up.  We haven’t eaten yet today.  We’re hungry.  I bought me a dimebag last night, so we stopped under the shade of this tree by the railroad tracks and smoked some weed and a cigarette.  All of a sudden these railroad cops pull up in their white Tahoes and talk to us.  They weren’t going to do anything to us, so I hit them up for my story and they listened to my intro and mission objectives.  I gave them my website and they gave me their card each.  One was Special Agent Chris Bowens and the other guy was Special Agent Todd Elliott.  CSX Transportation.

 

todd_elliott@csx.com

christopher_bowens@csx.com

 

     3:20pm  Jessica gave me a cigarette in front of Foot and Ankle Specialists.  I appreciate it, Jessica.  Everybody gets credit, thanks.

 

     4:53pm  Steven and I made our way back to Chrissy’s and hung out there.  Ian was home when we got back and we just left.  Leaving from Huntington going up to Ohio.  I took Ian’s picture right before we left.  His Ford Truck.  Ranger 2003.

  

     5:05pm  I just got caught up on researching my tape so I don’t record over any it.  Ian and I are already taking off to Ohio.  We’re going to stop at the Taco Bell outside of Huntington.

 

                   Ian told me to ask around for Antoinne.

 

     6:06pm  I just got dropped off at the parking lot of the college here in Portsmouth. I’m going to go see if I can use the library without being a student.

 

                   Shawnee State University.

 

                   Oh yeah, Stephen gave me an MP3 player.

 

     6:13pm  Access granted.  They’re going to let me type here.

 

     9:01pm  I am leaving the library.  I am already on the 22nd, about eight days ago.  I don’t know this town at all.  I hope it doesn’t storm or nothing.  I should go explore before it gets too dark.  There’s plenty of woods around here.  Portsmouth, Ohio.

 

     9:14pm  I’m walking down this downtown area.  The only guy I’ve hit up for my story, I was a bit winded from walking, he told me he’d listen to any story.  That it didn’t matter if it was religious.  I started my presentation and this guy tells me, “You want to go get a beer?”  I told him thanks anyway, to just check out the website.  He told me, “Thanks for doing this.”

 

     9:26pm  I just walked into Downtown Portsmouth.  I saw these two kids skating on these ramps next to this skateshop.  I unloaded by this bench on the corner and just stood there exposing my shirt.  The two kids left, but I saw this guy in front of the skateshop smoking.  I hit him up for my story and he just volunteered me some change right off the bat.  Everybody gets credit, thanks a lot

 

     10:10pm  I forgot to tell you.  I had walked to this skateshop with ramps behind it.  I stopped at the bench in front of it and unloaded.  I got to the part where I asked him if he was willing to listen and he asks me, “Hey, do you want to go get a beer?”  That’s the second guy who asked me that in less than an hour.   I told the guy that I didn’t like beer, but I’ll take a shot of run, argh.  We came to this bar called Frank and Steins and I met this girl who’s birthday is today.  Her name is Liza and she bought me a shot of rum.

 

     11:02pm  I ended up at some bar.  I took a shot of rum, so I’m kind of loopy.  Blake just hooked me up with a cigarette.  Everybody gets credit. 

 

     1:54am  I didn’t tell you.  I ended up at this bar and made friends with Liza at first, then I met Lori.  She’s getting me a place to crash tonight.  Welcome to Portsmouth, Victor.

 

     2:10am  I came over to this house, the bands house.  The band’s called Two Legged Dog.  Lori brought me over him.  JM(John Michael) was nice enough to give me a cigarette.  I appreciate it, brother.  He’s going to listen to my story too.

 

     2:54am  I’m talking to John Phillip.  He’s given me a destination for tomorrow.  John: “It’s called the MT Corral.  It’s a bar and carry-out in New Boston.  It’s on 52 going East.

 

     3:21am  I am going to bed.  I have totally been blessed tonight.  This girl I met at the bar, this pretty twenty nine year old girl name Lori, she totally listened to my whole Odyssey, even though she was drunk.  She got me a place to crash for tonight!  The guys at this house are letting me crash in this little club house in the yard.  I’ll take pictures in the morning.  Buttermilk Junior.  Signing off.

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