Yreka, CA to Randolph Collier Rest Area to Salem, OR
Wednesday July 1, 2009
5:18am I just woke up with seven hours of sleep.
6:47am I woke up again and Marilyn was up. We smoked on the back porch.
8:21am I am still typing on Marilyn's computer in this room where I sleep. It seems like she's decided that I am leaving today, after all. I can type my stuff anywhere.
9:39am The weirdest thing happened. Marilyn came up to me and told me I had to go. See, yesterday I didn't tell you. When we went to the Walmart for ice this cop started following us. We got out of the car in the Walmart parking lot and he approached her. I stayed in the car and Marilyn tells me that she's got to go with him to jail, but that she would get right out. I volunteered to drive her car since I had a license. I pulled it out and the cops eyes gleamed wanting to run it. I told him I had nothing to hide, but Marilyn wasn't about to let him run my ID. Marilyn told me to meet her at the jail. They took off and I followed. The stupid pig tried to lose me on the highway but I stayed on his ass perfectly. I used to be a pizza man, damnit. Marilyn was loving how I was able to stay on him.
Anyway, at the jail I met this Puertorican guy who just got out. While I was talking to him Marilyn came outside. The guy who just got out of jail asked if we could smoke him out. Marilyn was cool with it, but she still had some stuff to clear up at the jail. I offered to drive around the block in her car and smoke him out and she said okay. Well, we drove to the park where Marilyn and I had stopped and smoked earlier and smoked a trim joint. Well, when I return to the jail Marilyn was all frantic not knowing where I had gone, thinking I was taking this guy home to his town.
It was just a big misunderstanding. Marilyn had meant to just give this guy weed, not smoke him out. I guess she hadn't said okay when I thought she did. I've been stoned off my ass since I got back to Marilyn's. I profusely apologized, but that was the kicker for her to lose trust in me. I thought she was going to let me stay longer. She came in and asked me when I was going to finish. I told her I still had nine days to be caught up. So today she said she wanted me to go, even though I still had work to do. I bet she's glad she got me to wash her car and give her a full body massage before she kicked me out. She got hers. She told me I had to leave so I packed up all my stuff and she drove me to the onramp. I'm trying to get a ride.
10:25am I was standing there trying to thumb it at the stoplight. See, I was standing in the marked-off median only thumbing the cars that were coming straight to go under the highway and then turn north. The cars in the far lane turning south I only gave the peace sign to. Anyway, I see a cop drive by and notice me and start turning around. I grabbed my bags and headed for the sidewalk, he was parking at the gas station. Officer Johnson. He told me I couldn't be standing there. He asked me if I had an ID and I gave it to him. He reads my shirt clearly. Marilyn just gave me a big bag of leaf, trim. He told me, "I assume you've got a script, right?" I told him, "Nah, I smoke it anyway. It's my birthright." He let me go. Oh yeah, he asked me if my birthday was 2-2-78. I told him yes and he asked me if I had ever been to San Luis Obispo, that I've got a warrant there. I told him, "Yeah, for not paying train fare." Hehe, it was really for possession of marijuana, which I am sure he knew. There's not even a light rail in San Luis. I asked him, "Am I getting a free ride back to San Luis Obispo? That'd be cool." He told me they weren't going to extradite. To just keep moving. Fuck the system. They can't touch me. I'm going to try and get out of here.
10:35am I have a great update to make. After the cop talked to me I came to the gas station and refilled my bag with ice. Billie and George. George saw my shirt, my magic shirt and I gave him my website. They're giving me a ride fourteen miles North. What's the name of the town? Hornbrook.
10:50am Holy shit. Guess where I just got dropped off at. The Randolph Collier Rest Area. I was here two years ago in 2007[3-15-07 : 4:34pm]. I remember this place. I was here with Aaron. I'll put a link. I remember we ate like kings out of the trashcans.
10:57am Kenny just walked up and talked to me. I took his picture. You'll be on there when I update it. He went and got me a cigarette. I appreciate it, bro. Everybody gets credit.
Kenny, Stephanie and baby Damien.
12:22pm I've been here for like an hour. It's so crazy how I've been to this rest area before. I totally recognize it. I went through the trashcans right now and found some good edibles. I put my bags down and I'm going to walk around and let people read my shirt.
John commented on it and I offered him my website and he sat down and listened to my whole story. He's going to give me a ride North, almost to Salem. I'm going back to Salem.
4:28pm I am in Salem already! John dropped me off on the south edge of town.
Battlecreek Road and Keubler Boulevard. There's a bus stop right there, perfect.
4:35pm Ron just walked up and volunteered me some change for the bus. I appreciate it, Ron. Everybody gets credit. Thanks a lot.
4:45pm Let me tell you what's happened. John dropped me off close to the highway. Luckily there was a 23 bus stop right there. When the bus came I asked the lady driver for a courtesy ride. I told her that my job didn't pay me money, that I worked for free." She told me to go to the bus stop across the street and that she would be back in about ten minutes. Cool. As I was walking to the bus stop this guy who had heard me ask for a courtesy ride hands me a dollar seventy five in quarters. The bus came and I didn't test the driver. I told her that some nice guy had hooked me up with some change. She said that was nice. Anyway, I'm riding downtown. I wonder if I'll get recognized.
The bus driver was all ignorant to my website. Nobody want world peace! She had asked me, "So what's the difference between you and a bum?" I told her that I had better things to do with my freedom than bums did.
5:04pm I came to the Cherriot's transfer center in Salem and some dude I couldn't understand his name on my recording hooked me up with a cigarette. I appreciate it, bro. Everybody gets credit.
5:15pm Some dude I told my story to.
5:28pm Beautiful Lois here at the transfer center gave me a cigarette.
5:50pm I had a great presentation with Lois. I gave her a big hug and gave her some trim too. She said she had just gotten out of jail.
6:12pm Alex hooked me up with a cigarette in Downtown Salem. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit, thanks.
6:59pm I had a great presentation with Alex, Ashlyn and Brittney. Brittney just gave me a cigarette. I appreciate it, Brittney. Everybody gets credit.
8:12pm Dino in Downtown Salem gave me her leftovers. Thanks for feeding the peace machine. I was hungry.
8:38pm Steve and Jordan walked by and I gave them my website. Jordan came back and gave me a dollar for world peace through marijuana. I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit. Thanks a lot.
8:45pm I came to the corner of Court Street and Liberty and I'm spreading my word here. I see some this girl sitting down with a spare change sign and a box of leftovers. I hit her up and she gave it all to me. It was delicious. She hooked me up. I'm not hungry. I've got my clown wig on and everything.
9:15pm Toni gave me a cigarette in the park. I appreciate it, Toni. Everybody gets credit.
10:29pm I forgot to tell you. I was downtown spreading my word giving out free hugs and passing out my website with my clown wig on. After a while I decided I was going to walk off and find a place to camp. I walked to this park I had seen earlier and I saw this guy and a girl sitting on the ground. I walked over and asked them if they wanted to smoke some trim and hit them up for a cigarette. Toni gave me a cigarette. I asked them if they could recommend a place to camp and they are letting me camp with them tonight. We're all packed in to Toni's car and we are meeting somebody because they know how to get to camp. I'll type it up better.
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