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GOT DRUNK WENT TO OREGON TO FIND A HECKLER
AND GOT DRUNK AGAIN
Sat. May 27th 11:00
Busch Lite had taken its affects already, and
my morning skate session was all ollies. I went to my friend's house and
told them him to pack, we were going to Oregon. Got in car.
Supplies:
REI sleeping bag
Skateboard
6’8’’ in sleeve
bag with shorts, multi-vitamins, toothbrush, and sweatshirt
:Left accidentally because I was drunk when I packed:
Socks
Day planner w/ phone numbers
Back pack
Cell phone
Deodorant
camera
And a few others
Drove south. Past Seattle. Cue left, entering Burnside. Still big-still
really big, I still sat to the side and watched because there are limits to
my skills. Snap.
Surfboards are with us for the
trip. I am in the trunk. Threw up and now the trunk smells bad. Should have
taken my Subaru. News stand-no Heckler. Cue right, entering Seaside. 2-3
slop. 88degrees feels better than 65. Boredom breeds creativity so
intoxicants arrive again. Pennywise Live at The Key plays. Snap.
Friends know friends in Southern
Oregon. Chevron-McDonalds-Interstate 5. Were are on are way. Fast forward
four hours-arrive and friends are of the female gender. Oregon is fun.
Friendly friend’s brothers come over and make us leave.3:45am sleeping in
the back parking lot of Doughnut shop. Snap.
Sun. May 28th 4:00
West to Cooz Bay
Slop. Snap.
Argue about what is going on and what the hell we are
doing in Oregon. Drop the idea of going to Tahoe. No. Drop the idea of Going
to stay with my parents in Sacramento. No. Skate Ashland. Yes.
To hot for us Washingtonions, session cut short. More fighting. Threw up.
Had this idea to right a short letter about the antics of my last couple
days. Got back into the trunk. Fell asleep. Woke up and learned a new trick.
If you have a large McDonalds cup you can drop a can of beer in an empty
cup, put the lid back on and drink beer all day in the car threw the straw.
Sat in the car cramped and drank Shmits. Went back to the trunk and yacked
again from the smell of the half-assed cleaned up puke and my own personal
stench. Chevron-McDonalds-interstate 5. And were off again. I fall asleep
because of the heat in the trunk and general drunkenness. Wake up in
Burlington WA. Find Heckler at bookstore next to a Chevron. Happier. Got to
put in no input into leaving Oregon or not. But I guess that’s what
I get. Snap
I love being a kid
Nicholas
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