leaving the OC

its 12 noon and the car is packed goodbyes said and hungover a bit from a good riddance party at the neighbors. I slept in my tent last night in the back yard as Jenny's grand kids had been staying over for
a few days.   I am going to stop by at Silverio's for some magnetic signs to plaster on the car to pick up handy work or electrical.  sure they will be lost soon.  should be on the road before rush hour.
The plan is to get to the Ventura freeway before it jams up, get to Ventura and the Pacific coast highway and just head north.
 
The plan is to spend a few days in Big Sur.  I have been many times and like it.  It may be full of shit head campers but I dont mind . I refuse to take the arteries up to the bay area.   

          I am just writing this to let all know what I am doing and how.   I dont have a lotta hope for the economy or its future . or my future for that matter.  I am 41 and in seriously bad health and this trip kind of returns me too happier more hopeful youthful times when i was younger and traveling and had chances of a bright future.  but here I am I am going back to retrace some steps and maybe tell that young fool I was that shit didnt work out so well and life generally is bleak.  People had it hard all the time eh.  I think of that poor frozen human hunter gatherer they found so well preserved in some receding glacier in europe.  I had it easier for sure so I am not going to be bitter about where I am at, this aint no crying in my words here. lotsa bitchin'  but dont take me as a whinging' get.

    About the title....I'll explain more later but I am thinking about going back to this massage parlour near my house.  Yeah , the usual rub and tug thing.  There's loads of them around here.  I went there when My kidney stones which i didnt know were kidnwy stones had my back killing me.  I didnt really care if i got rolled over and jerked off or not but i got a great massage from a young well trained Vietnamese american girl.  And I am just thinking.....it would be a great way to sign off on Costa Mesa, having a hand shandy from her.   In any case i plan on a few episodes of this kind of practice to punctuate and evacuate phases of my trip.  gotta get going!