Date: 2003-02-26
To: Some more ranting... the not guilty verdict... wow
Miles today: 0.0

February 7thMy Big Fella 3D bag arrived today and man is this thing warm. I hope that it is not to warm for what I hope are going to be 40* nights during the early spring. I am very excited about what is coming in the next few months. I am excited about leaving for the trail. I have been facing adversity now for a consistent amount of time. My apparent short comings that lead to my departure from Virginia Power, along with my misfortunes with the law, and the difficulties that I am having here with the Ski Patrol all seam to stem from some force that right now I just have no control over. At least on the trail I will have 100% control over all of my daily activity. I wont have to do any thing for any one else, and I wont have to perform to any standard other than my own.Most of the things that have happened if I reflect upon them have happened for the better. I hate the whole Virginia Power Experience. They had to get rid of me before I uncovered some kind of scandal of some sort that they were involved in or before I made a justified bid at getting rid of them because there positions were for the most part unjustified. I had the capability to do the job of two or three people who were in my position, and my position was the position of the worker. If I was able to be that productive as the worker I could have surely done the job of two or three of the supervisors or three or four of the managers. The manager at that office, during a storm, does nothing but send out an e-mail every two hours that explains the detail of what has been going on. I mean what a freaking waste. If some executive wants to know what the hell is going on then come down to the office and see for your self.I was found not guilty on 01/30/03 in front of Judge Foley in Warrenton Virginia of Tampering with an Automobile. This guy that lived across the street from me repeatedly parked his 5 cars in the parking lot where he only paid for 2 parking spots. This means that three of his cars were parking in my 2 spots. I got sick of asking him to move them, and asking him not to park there any more, so finally I just started hooking a chain to his car and dragging the son of a bitch out of the way. I dragged it out of the way one day in October and when I came home two days later the police were waiting for me at my house. Showed the cop and the commonwealth attorney who the heck is in charge last Thursday. A small part of me has pretty much lost all respect for law enforcement. It is a joke. The only people who have guns are cops and criminals, and the only people who ever get busted for anything are the well off middle class who support the law enforcement agencies with fines and ticket money for stuff that does not even really matter.I am not sure if my motivations are what the should be though. Maby what I am looking for can only be found within my self. It is not something that is found on a footpath. In the name of Christopher Mccandallass who died in that old city bus on the Stampede Trail in Alaska I hope that I will not be lead a stray to become a wanderer and nomad who only finds peace while walking through the unfamiliar lands of places afar.