*  on my way home, still in ohio, i stopped at a gas station.  kid outside sees the faygoman and whoops, so naturally, i go chat with him. 

says he just fell out of a truck, shows me a bloody ass beat up arm.  says his truck was impounded, doesnt specify if it was the same truck he fell out of.  goes on to talk of how he and his wife are stranded n shit until they can get it back etc etc. 

odd thing is, he acts like he has no idea that a gathering just occurred.  in fact, its almost as if hes not real sure what a gathering is.  says hes never been [no tanline on his wrist].  also said, about the gas station, 'i like this place, ive run into a lot of fam here.' 

im well aware that its just as likely that he was thrown outta somebodys truck, or some other shit, but i gave him a fin, anyway.  he mentioned bein close to broke, but never once asked for money. 

*  different gas station, indiana.  met a cool lette workin the counter. 

some other random chick came up to me and said, 'i like your jersey'.  i figure shes a juggalo, and when i spot juggalos after gatherings, i ask em 'do anything cool this weekend?' or such.  her response is 'not really, did you?'  so i show her the wristband.  she takes a long look at it, then rolls her eyes and says 'oh, god', and walks away. 

but, i hear whoops from behind the counter, and meet an actual juggalette.  we chat.  as i say, shes cool, but sadly had to work during the gathering. 

long footnote;  i come back into the joint to give her flh stickers and a pin, noticing the store manager and some crusty old guy lookin at me.  i say peace, head out, stop to hold to the door for the old guy.  cuz, ya know, i hold doors for people. 

this clod, while he is leaving [but still with his back turned to me], says, 'anyway, theyre all a bunch of violent scum!'  like, loudly, angrily.  everybody in the store shoots me a wide-eyed look.  doesnt take a lot of detective work. 

now, im not gonna kneecap a senior citizen without a much, much better reason, so i let him walk by, and just shrug. 

deathmetaljuggalo said
we came home and i found reasonably priced and legit dabs. bout to partake now actually.. 

all this dab talk...  think ima get into the leftovers.  i aint got shit to do today but write. 

oh and hopeb and skratchie my massive dab burned is all healed, that shit took forever!  

injury report:  the firecracker or whatever that blew up on my arm left a burn scar, but the stippling has faded away.  the fire burn on my leg is scar, the chemical burns on both legs still have only faded slightly.  had a cut on my leg that looked ragged, butdidnt hurt, and healed fast without much attention. 

i mighta said this already, but none of my injuries really hurt all that much, this year.  no pain from the burns [chemical, fire, nor sun], no foot aches or crushed toes, head nod syndrome was only a problem for like half a day, my ears stopped ringing by the time i woke up on monday, and no real plague. 

remember the photographer cat i was talkin to, the one who balked at takin our massacre picture? ['aw, is that a faygoluvers flag?']. 

he was 'official' drone-guy.  said he got sumn like ten hours of footage, just aerial. 

havent seen much footage from this year yet. 

not gonna go rootin around now, either, cuz whatever. 

but if youd like to hook us up with a couple decent examples, that would be awfully nice. 

JC said
I'm chillin with @celle2057 and @maryonette right now and it's so dope,

that is pretty fuckin dope, indeed. 

I need the rest of you gathering ninjas here right now!   

uh...  cant make any promises, at this point.  but ill look into it real quick.