Went up to Johnny B's today because I haven't eaten in a while. Had myself two tacos a margarita and a vodka water. Breakfast of champions. What did you have?

Then I jumped on my trike and took the wrong way home. I took Hwy 98 back and almost got run over when I veered off onto a dirt road. Then I had to leave my trike because it got fucked up on the road.

So I walked to what I thought was the way home and spent an hour trying to hitchhike. A great guy named Glen finally stopped and brought me home, and it wasn't where I thought it was. I owe the guy a favor and he knows where to find me.

I am home now and my bike is out in the sticks somewhere.