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Big Spring to Sterling City to Sonora, TX

Sunday November 14, 2004

     6:09am  Guess where I am. Downtown Big Spring. I'm going to go look for the Greyhound station. The first guy I asked this morning gave me a ride here.

                    I'm here at the Greyhound station. They open at 9:30. I think today is Sunday. They should be open already.

                    Damnit, this sucks. It's raining hard. I have to wait two hours for them to open. It's cold.

     7:21am  I called the Greyhound 800 number. It's thirteen dollars to Sterling City. I have enough. It's twenty five to San Angelo. I still have to wait for them to open.

     8:24am  I'm sitting here at the entrance of the Municipal Auditorium. I am so surprised that I was able to scrape a good resin hit out of my pipe. I'm all resinated. This homeless dude walked by and I called him over here. I had left an empty box of cigarettes on the USA Today stand at the Greyhound station across the street. I noticed him pick it up to see if there were any in there. I yelled at said, "I got cigarettes if you want one." He came over here and I told him my story. He told me, "I'll listen." He's going to tell all the other homebums. Hehe, back in Big Spring infecting truth again.

                    I saw a guy pull into the Greyhound station. I'm going to see if he'll open it up and let me sit inside.

                    That dude told me that they kicked everyone out of the Salvation Army at eight this morning. That's messed up. It's pouring rain. It's called the Salvation Army, for crying out loud.

                    I was sitting at the Municipal Auditorium smoking resin. Eventually, I saw a TNM&O bus pull up, which means they're probably going to open up the station. They did and some people got off. I'm inside the Greyhound station now. A little early. I just took a shit and wrote Victor the Liberator on the toilet paper thing.

     9:25am  What a pleasant surprise. My watch has been back an hour this whole time. Anyway, I'm on the bus now. I'm going to Sterling City.

                    I had a great presentation with this black girl who was sitting there. She listened to all of my stuff.

     12:08pm  Just got off the Greyhound. Eddie just gave me a cigarette and he's going to listen to my story, cool. I'm in Sterling City already. At the Town and Country.

     12:32pm  Wes is already giving me a ride to San Angelo. I appreciate it, Wes. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

                     W54-DGN. Chevy Sonoma, I think. I'm already in San Angelo! That Wes guy is all redneck. I told him my stuff and he's all, "I don't like marijuana." I told him anyway. He agreed with some of it, but he was way too set in his old-fashioned beliefs.

                     I asked him, "You don't believe in Karma?" He said, "Hell no, I don't believe in Karma!" I said, "You don't think it comes back to you?" When he dropped me off he was all, "You need to rethink that Karma thing and read the bible," he told me. He had asked me, "I hope that you believe in Jesus Christ." I told him, "I believe in Love. That's all I have to call it. Praise Love."

     1:06pm  I'm over here on the on-ramp for 87 South. The Shamrock said I couldn't ask for rides. All the cars there are going North. I want to go East or South. I'll hang out on the exit ramp and stick my thumb out.

                   I came to the Fisher's Grocery Store here. They ran me off for asking for rides at the Fina. Duane is going to hook me up with a ride to the Walmart, I think.

     2:29pm  I just got dropped off back on 87 at another Town and Country. Duane and his girlfriend gave me a ride. I told them, "Thank you for mobilizing me." I'm over at the T&C on 87.

     2:30pm  Tony, un chamaco que me vio en Big Spring me dio una mansana. Gracias, Tony. Todo el mundo recibe crédito, gracias.

     2:42pm  I came inside and was just looking at the donuts. Rhonda walked by and told me, "Do you see one you like? I'll get it for you." I appreciate it, Rhonda. Everybody gets credit, thanks.

     3:13pm  They finally told me I couldn't ask for rides at the T&C. They gave me some bullshit excuse about company policy. I went across the street to the Fina, which I doubted there would be Southbound traffic. I asked the girl working there and she said she didn't mind.

     5:48pm  I already got my ride to Sonora! I'm going back to I10. What were your names again? Jack, Shallow and Jason. It was cool. After the lady warned me about asking for rides, this truck pulls up. I wave my thumb at them a little and the guy tells me he's going to Sonora. I tell him, "Hey, that's back on I10. Can I get a ride?" He told me he had to wait for his friend to come out and ask him. Sure enough, they hooked me up.

     5:54pm  I'm cruising with Shallow and his friends and he wants to make an entry.

                   Shallow with a Texas-twang: "What do I say? Just whatever I want to say? The whole world can suck my fucking dick(everybody laughed). Well, I think we all agree with what Victor's trying to do here. We're all soldiers in this world. Umm, I don't know. That's pretty much all I got to say. Victor is the man. Believe what he says. He's got the right fucking basics, alright. "

     6:47pm  I'm already in Sonora! These kicker kids invited me to the bar. They're going to buy me a beer. I'm in Sonora. That's awesome.

     7:48pm  I came to this bar with these dudes. They even showed me a dry place to squat behind the bar. I am having fun. I've had like three beers, I'm all drunk. I barely drink at all. We were playing pool with this lady who's son just died in Iraq about a week ago. Man, that's messed up. I wish I could tell her my story, but I'm drunk and the alcohol doesn't mix with the story. It really sucks about her son dying in Iraq. I'm sure she'd like to here my story.

     8:58pm Zack Kerrville puked all over the place. On the door handle and on Shallow.

                  Shallow wiped it on Jason, hehe.

     9:26pm  Quincy at the Texan Bar hooked me up with a five dollar bill. I appreciate it, brother.

     9:50pm  I had left the bar thinking I was going to go to the highway and start walking. I went to the gas station nearby. I found out the highway was like four miles away. It's raining hard now. I went back to the bar and told them, "I just found out the highway is four miles away. Can I get a ride there?" Then I changed my mind and told them, "Actually, I think I'm going to go back behind the bar and crash out." Then all of a sudden Quincy said, "Hold on, man. I'll show you a place you can crash." This shop he works at.

 

                   He brought me here. It's indoors and there's a mattress and everything here. I'm going to have a good night's sleep. I'll stay dry. Perfect, I'm glad I went back to the bar.

                   That Quincy guy had given me five dollars too.

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