Day 190
Friday Sept. 5th
We blog. For the first time in a little over a month we have both computer access & internet access at the same time. Oh and we sleep indoors, not in a bed, but indoors for the first time in what seems like forever. And I can put my beer in a fridge, a real for honest to goodness fridge to keep in cold. Ahhhh this is the life!
Day 189
Thursday Sept. 4th
Met up with SAron & Michelle at the Deer Lodge. Bick's parent s were in town from Long Island and they all went out for a little Southern style chicken fry at the Lodge. Funny thing though, there is no mo' southern style chicken fry at the Lodge on Thursdays-- despite the fact that there are still huge advertisements for it ont he back on their menus. So this is the third time I have hit up the Lodge on a Thursday for this infamous chicken fry without atually getting a chicken fry. I was not impressed. However they did have liberal piles of jalapeno corn bread and Sierra on tap. Bick's 'rents were awesome and we shared a great conversation highly saturated with much laughter. Event hought here was no chicken fry it was still a pretty darn good afternoon. The music was pretty good too, cortesy of the Iron Mountain Boys. I mean who can't like a band who leads off the night with a song about turning off the light (wink, wink).
Thursday Sept. 4th
Met up with SAron & Michelle at the Deer Lodge. Bick's parent s were in town from Long Island and they all went out for a little Southern style chicken fry at the Lodge. Funny thing though, there is no mo' southern style chicken fry at the Lodge on Thursdays-- despite the fact that there are still huge advertisements for it ont he back on their menus. So this is the third time I have hit up the Lodge on a Thursday for this infamous chicken fry without atually getting a chicken fry. I was not impressed. However they did have liberal piles of jalapeno corn bread and Sierra on tap. Bick's 'rents were awesome and we shared a great conversation highly saturated with much laughter. Event hought here was no chicken fry it was still a pretty darn good afternoon. The music was pretty good too, cortesy of the Iron Mountain Boys. I mean who can't like a band who leads off the night with a song about turning off the light (wink, wink).
Iron Mountain Boys live at the Deer Lodge."This new CD was deemed best album of the year by a bunch of vagrants and street people that we paid to say so near a convenience store in LA." I was one of those vagrants I am proud to say!
Day 188
Wednesday Sept. 3rd
Did laundry today. Suck thing about doing laundry in my present, ummm, situation is that it takes so bloody long. Normally you can toss in a load if you are at home and walk away to do whatever. When it suits you you toss that load in the dryer and call it good, go back to doing whatever. When I do laundry I am at the mercy of the coin-op. I can't really go anywhere, who knows what would happen if you left everything unwatched for a bit. So you sit and wait and people watch. And you try to make things fun, you take really dumb self-portraits and catch up on your soaps on the 12 inch tv in the corner next to the bulletin board filled up with for sale posters and for rent posters and babysitter for hire posters and VTA County wanted posters.
Fear
and Loathing...Day 187
Tuesday Sept. 2nd
Hung out at the beach all day. Had it all to myself. It was pretty rad. Then the fog rolled in and spoiled my sunset. Oh well, you can't win 'em all. With the fog came the drizzle and with the drizzle came the cold. I bounced and headed up to Ojai w/ Stutzman and the rookie. We hit up the hot springs for a bit and chit-chatted well through the night. Then we crashed out on a bluff by the river and called it a day. Pretty simple really...
Tuesday Sept. 2nd
Hung out at the beach all day. Had it all to myself. It was pretty rad. Then the fog rolled in and spoiled my sunset. Oh well, you can't win 'em all. With the fog came the drizzle and with the drizzle came the cold. I bounced and headed up to Ojai w/ Stutzman and the rookie. We hit up the hot springs for a bit and chit-chatted well through the night. Then we crashed out on a bluff by the river and called it a day. Pretty simple really...
The World Without Us by Alex Wiseman, interesting exercise in thought if nothing else.
The entire beach from Ventuckey to Carp, pretty much all to myself!
Hello old friend, you are looking a little down...?
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