Tuesday, July 12, 2011


Sorry. I've been forgetful. I'm not used to blogging. I usually just text other runners. I'm not used to being public. I'll try to update more often. Things have just been busy.

Met three runners last week. Two are together, one running solo. Ivan and Erika are good folk. I gave them some advice, some money for gas, and sent them off. They're heading east toward Wisconsin. They have some crazy idea about a weapon. I tried to talk them out of it. They insisted. Help them if you can.

Stephen is not good folk. I let him in. I gave him a place. He responded by robbing me. My entire bag gone. Thankfully I sleep with my wallet, keys, phone. If he took them, I'd be stranded. I don't know where he's going. He's bald, goatee, about six feet tall. He's a bad runner. Don't trust him.

I heard from Rob yesterday. Pete made it to him. They were able to get the husks caught. I hope they get some breathing room now. Pete certainly deserves it.

As for me, I'm heading towards Nevada. I have a friend there. Calls himself The Mad Ventriloquist. You may have heard of him. He's a good man. A bit odd, but still good. He gives advice and support to those like us. Other than that, don't know much. He's offered a place to stay and some company. I've decided to take him up on the offer. I've got a back seat full of beer and nowhere else to go.

Figure TMV's is as good a place to stop as any.

Friday, July 1, 2011


The 1st came again. Another deposit into my bank account. My tank is filled. My stock is replenished. I have new socks. I have new clothes. I'm running on Mountain Dew and Slim Jims. I wish others were as lucky as me. I need to find them. I have to spread the good around.

More good news. Pete got in touch. Finally bought a phone. Those guys are still after him. He can't go to Jersey. He can't risk his family. He's actually made his way up to Canada. Anyone up there, help him. Rob, if you read this, he said he's coming your way. Give him a hand.

Gotta get going again. The road leads south.