Maintenance

Tuesday, May 24th.
Roseburg, OR.

Bike tune up

Installed a new rear tire. Kevlar, puncture resistant.

700c 35 new tire - on. 700c 38 old tire - off.

Sizes are confuzzling. I dunno where I'd get a 700c 35 tube, or which one is equivalent - 'cause the only 700c tube is too small at 32 and the rest, they call 'em by 27.5" instead.

Oiled the chain.

Links are slipping on the gears. I dunno how to fix. Whoop, time for a new bike.

Here's where I slept.

Knees tucked underneath my hoodie, squeezing with my arms. Squeezing.

Wore six, count em - six layers. Tee-shirt, long sleeve quarter zip base layer, thermal quarter zip base layer, green L.L. Bean quarter zip hoodie, thin yellow windbreaker, insulated hoodie.

Cold nights have been a problem. Can't really make my bed around businesses in the city. Can't attract that much attention. Just got to act homeless and lean.

Doesn't work unless your head and legs are enclosed together. Every night I've been squeezing.

I'd stay away from myself, if I saw this me at night. I might get taught Calculus at knife point or something.

"Look man, I just wanted some Cheez-Its from the grocery store. I'm not looking for any trouble."

"NO, you WILL learn to integrate by parts. It is the only useful tool you will ever need from this subject."

 (You would think Taylor series and integrating functions over space would be the best things to come out of Calculus. But somehow it's integration by parts that shows up frequently afterwards. And nobody enjoys integrating by parts.)

"Aww, man... can't we add lists of numbers together instead? Or find volumes of objects in three-dimensional space?"

"NO!!!!
You must INTEGRATE by PARTS."

Fuck this. I bought a sleeping bag in the morning. Only two pounds in weight. Compresses real small. $40. There's my hotel room.

Darkest before the dawn

The hardest leg of my trip is coming up. Crossing mountains near the California - Oregon border.

Gotta be ready. For sunny beaches and hotties in bikinis.

Because the cookie said so.

LOL. This product recall. Children may crawl inside the bean bag where the stitching came loose, inhale the foam pellets, and suffocate.

As if life were so miserable, that children are looking for any possible way to die. ^_-