Sunday May 1 2011

Waking up just after 2:30 p.m.

Breakfast: Organic Strawberry Pop Tart. Orange Juice. Zinc, Vitamin D.

Taking my car to Firestone for an oil change and minor maintenance.

Wesley pulls up in the driveway with his newly purchased 15-passenger van.

Talking about the move and the changes coming up.

Wesley: “Life moves on, bro!”

Lunch: Tuna Salad Sandwich with Tomato. Salt n Vinegar Chips. Honey Green Tea. Blueberry Yogurt.

Work at China Wok.

Darren’s in my room—having a heavy discussion about the logistics of the new place and how to divide the costs.

Sharing a few Chocolate Chip Cookies.

Anthony comes up to me describing how excited he was all day that Kelley agreed to “go steady” with him.

Scouring town for cardboard boxes with Anthony and Skippy. It’s after 10. We walk straight into Target—there’s an open door where employees are unpacking boxes for the new produce section being put into the store. They can’t help us. The Burger King next door has a slew of boxes just sitting in their dumpster. Bingo!

Trying to organize and pack as much as I can, all the while there’s the usual crowd of people getting live and being loud and drinking around me.

Dinner: Two Over Medium Eggs. Broccoli. Naan Bread with Fresh Garlic.

I hear someone scream, “OSAMA BIN LADEN IS DEAD!” This is the latest news. All the people in the house are rejoicing and hollering…minus Darren and Richie who seem to have no reaction at all. My reaction? What? Now? Yes, this is anti-climatic. If he really is dead, then we as Americans should feel gratuitous amounts of joy and relish in the justice that has been given. He was immediately buried at sea? Yes, we as Americans have every right to be suspicious. I’m going to need more proof than my trusty Obama telling me it’s true, God bless him. It’s possible even our own president is being lied to. None of it makes sense. And why after all these years should we trust the government and media now? Let’s wait until the facts unravel before we celebrate. Please, don’t be stupid robotic minions. Be smart autonomous human beings.

More packing.

Arriving at the newspaper plant. The papers are a little late because of the extra printing they had to do. With the front page showing an image of Osama Bin Laden and “DEAD.” in big red letters, The Virginian Pilot expects more sales.

Running the route.

Blueberry Donut from 7-11 and Iced Coffee.

Coast to Coast AM.

Sleep 7 a.m.

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