a long, strange trip
Wednesday afternoon, after Lisa dropped me off from the Layout, as well as the camera, I plugged in Trish's latest Britney-thingy & let it play. I watched it for awhile, then just listened while I surfed cyberspace. I mostly just looked at hotornot.com, but after the last couple of fiascos, intend to avoid it now, as much as possible.
When Britney finished, I waited for Karen out on the porch. Elena joined us for the trip, & we arrived at Pizza Hut just when Trish was almost finished. When we arrived at Great Falls, we stopped at Arby's. I had a medium, a glass of water, then went back for some curly fries.
We finally made it to Helena, after dark. Karen got lost trying to find the Red Lion, the Spiritual Sulphur which brings the change. We drove back & forth over the same piece of turf multiple times, Karen did some scary driving, then we found the place.
But there were so many people registered that some of us were transferred to different motels. Trish & I, as well as Karen, were at the Mountain Valley Inn, while Elena stayed somewhere else. We drove around quite awhile, had to stop & ask directions at least twice, then dropped her off & returned to our motel.
As soon as we were there, I took 3 Scientology-fucking temazapam (& where were the people with shares in the drug companies at this symposium?) & immediately crashed.
Trish slept poorly, & we weren't ready to go at 9:00, so we missed the Unabomber's brother's speech, though Karen told me it smacked of Biggie the Blanket. We finally made it to the Inn's continental breakfast, then walked over. At lunch we met a deluxe & delightful social worker, Pamela, who expressed some interest in my book. She gave us her email address & sometime soon I may send her the info on the book, The Mind-Warp Era, (Trish's title), under the pen name W.C. Leadbeater, about the adventures of a cosmicomic cartoon character as he fends off various evils that threaten the Invisible landscape.
(To be continued...)
When Britney finished, I waited for Karen out on the porch. Elena joined us for the trip, & we arrived at Pizza Hut just when Trish was almost finished. When we arrived at Great Falls, we stopped at Arby's. I had a medium, a glass of water, then went back for some curly fries.
We finally made it to Helena, after dark. Karen got lost trying to find the Red Lion, the Spiritual Sulphur which brings the change. We drove back & forth over the same piece of turf multiple times, Karen did some scary driving, then we found the place.
But there were so many people registered that some of us were transferred to different motels. Trish & I, as well as Karen, were at the Mountain Valley Inn, while Elena stayed somewhere else. We drove around quite awhile, had to stop & ask directions at least twice, then dropped her off & returned to our motel.
As soon as we were there, I took 3 Scientology-fucking temazapam (& where were the people with shares in the drug companies at this symposium?) & immediately crashed.
Trish slept poorly, & we weren't ready to go at 9:00, so we missed the Unabomber's brother's speech, though Karen told me it smacked of Biggie the Blanket. We finally made it to the Inn's continental breakfast, then walked over. At lunch we met a deluxe & delightful social worker, Pamela, who expressed some interest in my book. She gave us her email address & sometime soon I may send her the info on the book, The Mind-Warp Era, (Trish's title), under the pen name W.C. Leadbeater, about the adventures of a cosmicomic cartoon character as he fends off various evils that threaten the Invisible landscape.
(To be continued...)
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