when alex and i were throwing a tennis ball i told him about how clumsy i am and how afraid i am of things. he told me that we're in our big bodies now and that we have to learn to not be afraid.


i'll write more. SOON

Nemo

This is Nemo. We are celebrating New Year's Eve 2007 -> New Year's Day 2008! here at her house with Katie, Molly and some other people who aren't here yet. In Versailles, Kentucky. New Year! 2007-8! Yay New Years...

Today we had a great time. First we played catch in the backyard with a tennis ball. Then we played tackle. Secondly, we walked for maybe 3 miles to Ace's family farm. There were lots of cows and fields and at the other farms there were horses. We saw another dead deer next to the road. It is a defining feature of Kentucky. For us. After we had walked to the farm we snuck past the house to the back fields. There are people living on the farm but they are not Ace's family. They are Jonny and Charlotte and a dog named Bug and roosters which he raises to fight. They live on the farm because Ace's family hadn't been there in a while and when they went there, they were living there and then they let them stay. Squatters! David Lloyd manages the farm and raises beef cows and grows tobacco which gets sold to Philip Morris. Loren didn't want Jonny and Charlotte to see us because they have shotguns and they probably wouldn't have recognized Loren and we didn't want that confrontation. So we saw the fields, cows, a stream and the tobacco barn. It was great.

We started walking back and knowing the distance we decided that we'd rather hitch hike. We got picked up by the third car passing and squeezed in the back. Everyone in the car was speaking Spanish and there was loud Mexican music. It reminds me of polka. They let us out near town and we all said "Happy New Year". Getting rides is a lot easier in rural areas. We probably could have hitched across the country on back roads and had no trouble getting rides the entire time.

keep moving

oh these deer bones



but staying in versailles should and will be old and wonderful like the house.
alex told me that with cigarettes eventually the nausea and buzz are gone and all that's left is a feeling of relief but i'm sitting next to a boy who's wearing a pre-worn black jean jacket with 'fuel' written in harcore funeral script. his left hand has the anarchy symbol written in permanent marker.

"fuck you, mom!"

on his cell phone, he's telling the girl he's talking to about myspace messages in a heavy kentucky drawl while watching a video of two men in roca wear dance on a street in front of a rolls royce.

now he's watching criss angel make two girls rip someone in half and scream

We're in Versailles, Kentucky at the Woodford Country Library. Ace's family's house is right down the street. We'll be here until Friday afternoon when we take a 2 day, 20 hour bus trip to Santa Cruz. By the end of this week we'll probably know this town pretty well. We have the library at least for internets and books but I'm not really sure what else there is to do. We'll probably visit the Woodford Reserve Distillery, makers of premium small batch bourbon.

I'm linking to them without agreeing to their linking policy. I'm not sure how they could even enforce it.

I'm probably further risking their ire by posting public domain images of their distillery from flickr.

It is so warm in Kentucky. I know it's farther south and a little to the east so it must be spring time here. We're in the Old Louisville Coffee House right now. We might play the open mic tonight.

Thank You to Eric and Gabriel for giving us a ride yesterday. Here is a link to their blog.

http://rolandsmom.blogspot.com/

2007 has been our most amazing year yet

juggle

This is a water tower that reads "FLORENCE Y'ALL". More like "FUCK FLORENCE Y'ALL". Also, fuck the thousand plus people that drove past us on the on ramp to 71/75 South. We got frowns, waves, smiles, peace signs, middle fingers, and even a few "FAGGOTS!". It took 6 hours to get a ride from Florence to the 71/75 split. We then walked 5 miles over a landfill, through a cow field and along the highway until we reached the Verona exit. Joe did us a huge favor and picked us up to Louisville.

Now we're at Joe's house! We just bought some bus tickets to California. No more hours of cold people on cold roadsides. At least my Mother won't have to worry now. Right Mom? Also, there will be no south west deserts except on the bus from Dallas to Los Angeles.

When we started this trip we gave ourselves the option of just taking a bus if hitching wasn't fruitfull. We set a 2 day deadline to get to Louisville. Today was the third day. Now we'll be staying at Joe's tonight and at Ace's family farm for the rest of the week.

Somewhere near Harrisburg.

This is a memorial for the cop who, as the plaque reads, was "murdered by Mumia Abu-Jamal". It's on the side of a cheese steak restaurant. The brick path leading up to it has the names and dates of firefighters and police officers who have died in the line of duty. This restaurant is in Italian Market the old Italian section of the city. Until recent years it was classified as blighted by the city. Since then an influx of Vietnamese and Mexican immigrants have revitalized the area.

We're still shaken by the death of Jason Alexander but tomorrow we'll be leaving Philly from Kelly's Truck Terminal to head west on I-76. A change of scenery will distract us from this tragedy. RIP Jason Alexander.

We are in philly.

We couldn't find the chinatown bus in NYC so we took a greyhound instead. I shared part of my seat with a very large man. We just went to breakfast at a Polish diner with Erick and Rose and pancakes. We'll stay here today and tonight and then leave for Louisville tomorrow.

-Alex

we are going

i want to start off this post with the sad announcement of the death of jason alexander. he will definitely be missed. rip jason alexander.

i called leora borealis(i found her on the dailyjolt.com) and she's meeting us at the forbes library in northampton tomorrow, the 22nd of december, at noon and she's driving us to mahwah, nj so we can catch the new jersey transit and take that into penn station in new york city. from there we will take a chinatown bus to philadelphia and spend time with eric and rose.

i'm having these feelings like wondering why i want to touch the hard parts of life i think other people shouldn't have to deal with. will tough experiences like these make it easier for me to understand that state or will it make me harder or will it make things easier? i suppose all of this radical thought i've had recently is lashing out against all of my neuroses and saying "i don't need to feel this way" and so by dealing with these harder things through hitchhiking and having no structure will i learn to not worry about these things as much or will i gain more fear of the world? TUNE IN TO FIND OUT!