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                                                                                                                    San Antonio, TX

Friday September 26, 2008

     6:07am  I woke up about an hour ago. I got plenty of sleep last night. I woke up earlier and crashed out again. I'm going to type and get caught up on my journal. I don't have that much.

     9:18am  I am leaving for Bob's. I typed a little bit then decided to take off. I typed all the way to the day when I was passing out my website on Tezel and Guilbeau. I called Bob and he said he'd be home soon to get his trailer. I'm wearing my Thanks For Pot Smoking shirt today.

                   I'm almost to Bob's. See, I called him this morning and he said he had already left, but that he was going back home soon to get his tools. I'm walking up to his house and I'm glad to see a green rake sticking out down the street. That's how I know it's his trailer.

     10:08am  Bob just showed up with his helper Dustin. I had sat down and smoked a cigarette in the grass while I waited. I'm going to go help them cut yards today. For free.
                    
     11:55am  We went to one of Bob's customer's and did his yard. It was really interesting. Bob has this four thousand dollar mower that has a little wheel he rides on and it hauls ass. I saw Bob doing some hairpin turns. He mowed the front yard and Dustin did the back. I helped sweep up the mess. I did a good job with a pushbroom. It took me a while but I finally learned that it was more effective as pull-broom with the small grass clippings on the sidewalk. If I got some momentum into the sweep the wind would blow it all down. Bob had forgotten his blower, so I went gonzo on sweeping. Compensated just fine. It was a house in that neighborhood where that Preservation Street is at, which I've taken a picture of the street sign before. Anyway, Bob is a total professional at lawns. By tag-teaming with Dustin we finished the job real quick. Bob told me he made over two hundred dollars on that yard, damn.

                     After that yard we drove back to Bob's to get his blower. Just then I remembered my seventeen year old friend Brandi offered to smoke me out downtown today. When we got back to Bob's I told him I was going to bail.

     12:22pm  I just walked home from Bob's. Yeah, I decided I was going to bail. I was walking down Old Tezel on my new sidewalk and I saw the bus coming, shit. It dawned on me that I didn't need to go home. I ran as fast as I could but the bus didn't wait for me, so I came home anyway. I have to wait a whole other hour now. I'm putting my WPTMJ shirt on.

     1:09pm  Here comes the bus.

     1:35pm  I'm on the 88 headed downtown. At the Walmart the 88 still had ten minutes to wait, so I went in the McDonald's and filled up my bag with ice.

     1:45pm  On the bus this dude Elvis, some guy who hooked me up with a cigarette the other day(9-11-08:4:09pm) asked me if I was already in my book. I told him I wasn't sure but when he said his name was Elvis I distinctly remembered typing that up. I told him he was.

     2:30pm  Downtown.

                    Crazy, right when I got to the park everybody recognized me. James, that dude who changed his mind about killing himself after hearing my stories years ago(4-2-04:8:27pm), the minute I got to the park he said he was going to smoke me out. He gave me a big hug and asked me to walk with him. He told me he had a dream about me. He actually told me he wanted to walk to Maine. I laughed and asked him if he had been doing any training for a walk to Maine. He told me no. He pleaded with me to walk with him. I told him, "James, I have been walking nonstop for years. Do you really think you could keep up with me?" He said, "You can teach me!" I told him, "I can still teach you if you read my website. I need to be free. I don't have time to train you."

     3:42pm  James and I and some guy named Bill walked over to the park on Dallas Street and smoked a blunt. I came back to Travis Park and my friend Grrr, she came up to me and invited me to smoke with her. Everybody smoked me out at the park right when I got back.

     4:03pm  Hell yeah, I got to hit a bong in the park! This dude I had smoked with a long time ago at the Sage Crossing Apartments, at The Tree. He sat down and asked me, "Do you want to hit my bong?" Right in the middle of the park downtown!   It sucks, I took a picture of it, but it didn't come out.

                   My friend Grrr.

     4:15pm  I came down on The Riverwalk, it's packed with tourists today. I came and stood in the shade under this street across the river from Dick's Last Resort. I'm going to tell a tourist my story, as soon as the right one walks by. I'm out of websites to give people. Oh yeah, the library was closed. I had gone there after we smoked over by Dallas Street. I am relying on people looking up my site on the internet on their own. They're not going to forget world peace through
marijuana. Look it up in Google. I'll be the first in the list.

     4:25pm  Haha, these two white dudes walked by and loved my shirt. I immediately asked them if I could tell them a really interesting story. This one guy says sure, go ahead and insisted I tell him. He wouldn't even listen to my say I'm not asking for money, I just want you to listen, it's not religious, I promise. Man, this guy was so ignorant he wouldn't even let me ask him if he was willing to listen or not. He just jumped in saying, "YOU have to listen too." I reminded him I had offered to tell him a story. That that's exactly why I ask people if they're willing to listen before I start. His friend was trying to listen over his talking. I just cut straight to the two favors and when I told them, "Everybody thinks I'm some crazy homeless guy..." his friend who was trying to listen to me asked, "Do you need any money?" The ignorant one said, "No, he doesn't need anything." I shrugged and told him, "Hey, nobody is paying me to do this. Every little bit helps. I accept donations, I just don't expect them. I love surprises." Kevin volunteered me a ten dollar bill! I appreciate it, brother. Everybody gets credit.

                    I just got ten bucks! That was awesome. I can get some weed!

     4:35pm  Sarah just gave me a cigarette over by the Five and Dime on The Riverwalk. I appreciate it, Sarah. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     5:00pm  I just had a great presentation with Kirk. He gave me a cigarette at the end. What did you think, Kirk? Kirk: "I thought it was really cool. I think if there were more people like you it would be a peaceful world."

                    I walked over to the statue of San Antonio and smoked a cigarette.

                    I walked back over to Travis Park, but there was nobody there to get weed from. See, this morning I lost my one hitter and just a minute ago it dawned on me. That's what the ten bucks is for. I'm going to try and score a courtesy ride on the 88 which goes right by Planet K on Evers and buy me another fake cigarette.

     5:40pm  I got a courtesy ride on the 88. Nice driver.

                    I'm reading Fight Club on the bus. That's my bus reader. Found a good quote. "If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't."

     6:18pm  I just got off the bus in front of Planet K. That was perfect how I scored that ride. It's so awesome how I got blessed with ten dollars for a new one!

     6:32pm  I bought my new pipe and started walking down Evers aiming for Huebner. Not that long after I passed Wurzbach these kids drive by in truck and yell, "Antonio!" I yelled back, "Give me a ride?!"

                    These two kids turned around and waited for me. It's these two dudes I met at the Brigadoon Park close to my mom's house. I asked them if they were going in that direction and they said yeah, hop in. I jumped in the bed of the truck.

     6:38pm  I am sitting in the back of the truck letting traffic on Bandera see my shirt. They're all staring at me.

     7:02pm  Stephanie is being nice enough to give me a cigarette at the Brigadoon park. I appreciate it. Everybody gets credit, thanks

     7:06pm  Gus and Jake were the guy who picked me up and magically teleported me to my hood a couple blocks from home. All the way from Evers, hell yeah.

                    Hell yeah! I totally got delivered to a magical marijuana spot. I got a ride to the Brigadoon park and got smoked out! Sweet, everything happens for a reason. I got a good blunt roach too. I got some roaches from downtown too.

Next day..