Dameon Laird (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} daleth) wrote,@ 2008-07-23 19:12:00 |
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(The last entry was out of sync, something just recent. This continues from the post before that.)
Tony dropped us off at the drum circle, and it turned out that the guaranteed ride he'd promised us from there wasn't there. So much for guarantees. We all said goodbye to him, and frankly, I wasn't too sad to be parted from him.
I need to back up a bit here. I first met Beth back in Eugene; she's a pretty girl, and we just talked a little bit. I then saw her at Mutant Fest, and talked to her there some too. I was too high the entire time of Mutant Fest to try and really get together with her, and I didn't want to make chasing tail part of my whole trip anyway.
I was surprised to see Beth here in Salt Lake City now, at this drum circle. You seem to run into the same people on the road a lot, traveling around, which just goes to show that it really is a small world. Well, of course I couldn't resist inviting her to our traveling group, especially since I don't like to see a woman traveling alone. She was happy to join up.
"Well, we can just make a sign saying 'need a ride to Rainbow Gathering'," I said to Freddy.
"Did somebody say they need a ride to Rainbow Gathering?" a guy spoke up from behind us. "If you want, you can sell off these stickers here to make gas money, and I'll give you a ride up there." This was Bob, an old guy who, it turned out, had been to plenty of Rainbow Gatherings, had followed the Grateful Dead around, and done a lot in his life.
We divvied up the stickers and set to work. I ain't much of a salesman, so I'll admit I didn't sell any, and neither did anybody else except Freddy. Freddy took off his shirt, wrote "I sell stickers" on his back with marker, and sold off plenty of stickers.
Bob offered us hospitality and said we could stay a couple of days at his house, if we wanted. We wanted. Bob was good to us; he took us to the swimming pool, took us to an all you can eat steak and shrimp place, and him and his wife seemed happy to have us around. I took those couple of days and spent a lot of time hanging around Beth, talking and listening. I did more listening than talking; I really prefer to hear from other people than be heard.
We got kind of close, I'll admit, but I could already tell I was in the friend zone. I'm familiar with the friend zone. When you're in the friend zone, you might as well be on another planet. I could tell already that I didn't want to travel with a girl when she wanted to be just friends, and I wanted more.
Tony dropped us off at the drum circle, and it turned out that the guaranteed ride he'd promised us from there wasn't there. So much for guarantees. We all said goodbye to him, and frankly, I wasn't too sad to be parted from him.
I need to back up a bit here. I first met Beth back in Eugene; she's a pretty girl, and we just talked a little bit. I then saw her at Mutant Fest, and talked to her there some too. I was too high the entire time of Mutant Fest to try and really get together with her, and I didn't want to make chasing tail part of my whole trip anyway.
I was surprised to see Beth here in Salt Lake City now, at this drum circle. You seem to run into the same people on the road a lot, traveling around, which just goes to show that it really is a small world. Well, of course I couldn't resist inviting her to our traveling group, especially since I don't like to see a woman traveling alone. She was happy to join up.
"Well, we can just make a sign saying 'need a ride to Rainbow Gathering'," I said to Freddy.
"Did somebody say they need a ride to Rainbow Gathering?" a guy spoke up from behind us. "If you want, you can sell off these stickers here to make gas money, and I'll give you a ride up there." This was Bob, an old guy who, it turned out, had been to plenty of Rainbow Gatherings, had followed the Grateful Dead around, and done a lot in his life.
We divvied up the stickers and set to work. I ain't much of a salesman, so I'll admit I didn't sell any, and neither did anybody else except Freddy. Freddy took off his shirt, wrote "I sell stickers" on his back with marker, and sold off plenty of stickers.
Bob offered us hospitality and said we could stay a couple of days at his house, if we wanted. We wanted. Bob was good to us; he took us to the swimming pool, took us to an all you can eat steak and shrimp place, and him and his wife seemed happy to have us around. I took those couple of days and spent a lot of time hanging around Beth, talking and listening. I did more listening than talking; I really prefer to hear from other people than be heard.
We got kind of close, I'll admit, but I could already tell I was in the friend zone. I'm familiar with the friend zone. When you're in the friend zone, you might as well be on another planet. I could tell already that I didn't want to travel with a girl when she wanted to be just friends, and I wanted more.
