Tina and Rachel from Houston, Robert from the U-Haul in Prairie View,TX for the air,"MuchLove" from TX for the old coins, Shelby the super hottie for the great flirting session, Pam and the gang at Faith Ministries in Brenham for the 20.lbs of food I was able to share with the homeless vets, and all the generous folks along they way for the $20 donations (Texas tips bigger) to all the feral dogs and cats who have kept me company on scorching days and soaking nights (my little comrades!) all the folks who have posed with me in photos (i am humbled to have entered your lives) and keeping me motivated, and of course, all the VETERANS who have cheered me on, and finally hackerspace CONJUNTURE in Austin, TX for being there when I needed them. And lest I forget, all the mom and pop diners who have donated plates of food and good times.
Aside from my sunburned knees, I am in great shape and high spirits. I have not smoked pot in over a month, and am managing to eat fairly regularly.
My thoughts have been revolving around problem solving, how problem solving leads to development of the mind, and how so few people have to actually solve their own problems.
Think about how many people rely on "experts", books, advisors, gurus, popular advice from magazines and the media in general, how people HIRE others to solve their problems for them and it becomes very apparent why people are so stupid these days. Particularly the petite-bourgeoise, people who cannot set a tent, fix a tire etc.
When I was in Opelousas, I attended a Cycling Zydeco festival, it's a deal where all thes bicyclists ride around Lafeyette parish with a band, and they go around to the breweries and parks and such. I had hoped that it would be a cool thing like Critcal Mass, and I could meet up with some other riders, but NOOOOOO.
These "cyclists" were all flabby rich white peole in ridiculous spandex "riding wear" that revealed contours of the human body not fit for public exposure.
I was being freindly to them, really, when I asked them what they were riding for and how far. No reason other than fun, and no further than 5 miles a day.
Well, thats okay for them I guess but there I was in all my glory, fatigues, 100s of pounds of gear crossing the country on a 3 speed HUFFY for the vets and what-not, had all my stuff on display and no interest whatsoever. Dozens of "cyclists" passed me up without so much as asking me what I was up to or where I was from.
The conversations were not there. All I got for answers to my questions to them were mono syllabic and accompanied by sneers.
I decided then and there that the most colorful "repulsive" insect was of more value to the planet (and far more beautiful) than these pasty colorful snobs on BIKES that cost more than most peoples' cars, and have to have their gear carried by porters in vans.