Midnight to noon. in A small but passable life.

The best way to protest is with your wallet. Quit buying, quit working, quit paying taxes, whatever, quit being a production unit to the oligarchs.

Well hell, I’m doing my part to protest that’s for sure.

Fall weather has arrived. The cool mornings are reviving an old habit, that of struggling to crawl out of bed by noon. A losing battle. It was 11am this morning. I made my Sunday call to Mom before even getting out of the sleeping bag.

And some good news- Sarah has returned to Hardee’s! Well, to my Hardee’s as she’s been working at another one for a bit. Her smile of the evenings is a good moral booster, for sure.

I’m online at the student union. I finally overheard someone saying out loud what the password is to connect on the wifi. I’ve set the laptop to automatically connect when I’m here. I can’t remember the last time I’ve seen FIVE BARS on the thing. It’s fast.

I’ve finally filled my evenings online with a steady diet of trivia:

Youtube brings daily doses of:

Trucker Josh
The Jade and Jon Show
Allie Knight Trucking

Watchseries.It brings:

Grey’s Anatomy
Sons of Anarchy
Doctor Who

And whatever else I think of to watch.

I did finally finish reading “The Great Shark Hunt” by Hunter S. Thompson. It was a great reminder that politics in this country has been fucked up for a very long time.

I’ve been trying to stay away from an in-depth reading of the news. I just skim the headlines. I was bringing the local newspaper and The New York Times home to Jassy, but after the pile in her kitchen got to be knee high she said “No more!” Now I just skim the papers and leave them lying.

I believe I’m going to go investigate the one homeless shelter here in the city. I know where it is but I’ve never been inside. Maybe it will be decent and somewhat clean and maybe I can find something to do there. I’ll just have to go see.

It’s going to get awkward when it gets colder and Jassy wants me to sleep inside instead of the van. It’s either in the van, out in the woods or the homeless shelter. I just don’t need to be imposing on Jassy. Not cool. At all.

Anyway, I thought I’d post something since it’s been awhile. I DO read entries every day, even though I’m a little behind right now.