i was drunk when i wrote this

There were homeless folks in Salem & Aberdeen like any other place, except they were just worse there.. I had Social Security, so I had about $7,000 in the bank when I got to Salem. Everything was kind of hard. I was scared I was goin' to lose my Social Security, and I hardly had any confidence in my money. While I had $7,000 in the bank, I was still homeless, completely at the whim of God in an unfamiliar environment. Before I left from Boulder, I got caught with a SHOPLIFTING charge since I was trying to secure some substance for my jaw harp to weigh it down and make it heavier. "Lok-Tite" was $3.00, and it was literally some silly putty in a package. I had been living in Boulder for 2 years....

I had Social Security money, but I was still homeless. The thieves were terrible. One day, when I was lying alone in my sleeping bag, some Idiots approached me sleeping and stole my violin and a bag which contained my partial.

WRITE THE TRUTH FIRST.

I had bought a partial for $470 in January from Dr. Robert in Boulder. Dr. Robert did a really good job, and I was planning on wearing that partial until I got my implant. However, I hate to say it like this, but I lived for the next 8 months without a TOOTH because of those thieves.

You've GOT to help me.

Living without your tooth in society is HELL. I had acquired two of them by that time. PEOPLE ARE CRUEL. I had worked really HARD to get one and to keep one in Longmont for 4 months in 2015. I had a MASSIVE legal charge against me 'cause I had an argument with my dentist about it. That took 9 months to resolve, and I had to ride back and forth to Longmont from Boulder 3 or 4 times in order to settle the issue; I also had to deal with the stupid lawyer, who couldn't settle my case; she had to transfer it to another lawyer who also couldn't settle it without a lot of embarrassment and shame. It was finally settled in about September of 2016, but by that time the Longmont cops already had lost my partial way back in November 2015, which I had obtained previous to the whole event. 

I went home for Christmas to Savannah, GA, for one month, and returned to Colorado, for New Years.

One of the first things I did was I got a new partial made. It cost $470, and it seemed like it said to me: 'I am a big headache, but at least I AM your new partial, which makes your mouth look NORMAL, and makes your Life seem Normal.' Then it said, 'You will have me for 3 months before some thieves steal me and put me down the drain. The next 8 months of your life are going to be Hell. You will be back on the streets with a big ol' gap in your face, facing the elements like that.' 

TRY! JUST.. JUST.. GO GET OUT OF HERE. JUST GO. GET OUT OF HERE.

BOULDER FUCKIN SUCKS. PEOPLE ARE JERK-ASSES.

HATE EM HATE EM HATE EM.

HATE DR. NEDFUSKI.

HATE THE BLOND, FAGGOTY, CRUEL-HEARTED PEOPLE.

HATE THEIR CRUEL-HEARTED, FAGGOTY, DITZY WAY OF SEEING THE WORLD.

THEY DESERVE TO GO TO HELL, AND I PREDICT THEY SHOULD.

The thieves that Stole my partial set me back 5 years for the second time, and I had to face The Road again, on the way to Oregon and Washington. This should have been a lovely journey, with lots to look forward to, but my trip was compromised by the missing tooth, + the Shoplifting charge I had from stealing something from a town that is literally crawling with millionaires and ritz, a town where I had bought Thousands of dollars worth of stuff and ridden my bike all around the town every day for a year, and played my Music around town on several occasions, begging for money, and Thousands of people just passed me by and didn't give a shit. BE CONSISTENT. The true MEANING of VALUE. I'm standing on the edge of the road. 

Finally, I bought a ticket to Salem, and rode the Greyhound Bus for a day or 2, arriving in Portland on about May the 18th, 2017. I still had the cloud of the shoplifting charge riding over my head though, from Boulder. I had to waste Money on that charge that was way back in Boulder, mental strength and effort. Not to mention I couldn't quite enjoy myself fully with that silly Boulder charge hanging over my head. It took me a month to fully resolve that, but in the meantime, I was riddled with worry, and I payed Greyhound over $100 for a ticket back to Boulder which I never had to use. When it WAS finally dismissed, I knew I's free to go to Washington.

On Father's Day, 2017, I bought some bike bags, which cost $100, to ride to Aberdeen, Washington. I called my dad on Father's Day, FaceTime, wrote him a letter, and sent him a package. But 2 of the bike bags were extraneous, and I had procrastinated on leaving Salem. Someone stole my Glasses when I was lying down in Salem, the very day I left. 

With no tooth, and no glasses, I set out for Aberdeen. I couldn't see the road, and I looked like a bummer. For these reasons, it wasn't ALL THAT fun. MotherFUCKING thieves. I had some help on the way, and I made it to Aberdeen—a 110 mile journey—in 8 days. I had taken took 2 days off at a hostel, in Seaside, Oregon.

ASIAN GUY IN RAYMOND, ASIAN LADY, Not that hard.

SALEM, DALLAS, PACIFIC CITY, TILLAMOOK, CANNON BEACH, SEASIDE, ASTORIA, SOUTH BEND, RAYMOND, ABERDEEN.

When I got to Aberdeen, I didn't know where to stay; I stayed behind a dumpster behind a strip mall on the Chehalis River. I put my bike with its bags by a green tree in the shopping center, and went to sleep. I left them there for a few days, and checked on them a couple of times in the interim, but when I came back the fourth or the fifth time, they had been stolen. Inside, they contained my CDs (Beethoven's 9th Symphony, from Ura, among others), my book (the only good one I had written in 10 years, among others) my jew's harps and harmonicas (special, sentimental jaw harps I loved and had payed a lot of money for), and my tools. These were ALL very special and sentimental items, to me. A COLD AND DAMP FISH DOESN'T REALIZE IT'S IN A COLD AND DAMP WATER. I spent the next month waiting for a flight back to GA in Aberdeen. It was lonely and depressing. I wanted to see the Kurt Cobain statue, but the museum apparently had that part closed Mondays, and I had planned to go there see it the last Monday that I was there. 

I saw the town on a bike. I rode around it for a couple of weeks, but it was lonely and depressing...