Today I sit in quaint Fairhaven, Washington enjoying the coffee *imagine that, views, and sunshine!  I have mentioned this many times before  but I like coffee.  And am at Tonys coffee in the heart of the town.  The only draw back I see, is that they do not have wi-fi, but so many local places do, I was bouncing around the net soon after getting my brew.  I have also mentioned, almost as often that sun in the winter and spring time in Washington/Oregon is scarce.   So people come out in full force to bask in it.  Most have three coats on, because of the high winds this time of year.   I grew up in Wyoming were it is still snowing.  The residents apparently did not get there 2011 seasonal calenders yet, or we could just blame that dam global warming again!   Anyways, the sun is deceiving there because it can be dumping snow, and all out sunshine in the sky.  I had walked halfway across the street in Wyoming last winter, before realizing the sun was an illusion, and it was really negative twenty outside that fine day.   Finley cold!
    As most of my entries lately there is no real theme.  And I feel rambling galore coming on!   Yesterday a friend and I were roaming around these same parts of Fairhaven.   While at the huge bookstore we noticed they had a huge machine that would print any personal book for customers.  Kind of like build a bear for your own novel.  It was running, and pretty kool to watch.  I soon noticed that nothing available to look at had prices to build your own book, and only imagine that if you have to ask, you can't afford it.   But it is amazing how compact all things are getting.  This machine only took up a portion of a large room.  The laptop I am typing all this drivel on, is super small.  Almost to small when one  is used to a full sized keypad. 
    Just watching five cop cars roam by reminds me of the evil cop car I saw downtown yesterday by the bus station.  I do not have a picture of it, because I didn't feel comfortable enough to take pictures in front of a police station some how.  Believe whatever you wish, but we are all slowly going to a very police state dominant fate.  Michigan is just trying to pass laws, were if you are pulled over, they can go through your cell phone information.  In most cases this would put the cops to sleep.   Anyway the car I was originally talking about, has scanners on the back.  That as the officer is driving can scan and record information on hundreds of licence plates.   Certain plates, such as stolen cars can be located, but the officer also has thousands of other plates locations and information.  I am sure each officer will handle this responsibly.  Unless they happen to be from Seattle.  Were the police force seems to be giving out aggression lessons to the general public, if they want it or not.  You can research and form your own conclusions, but I recommend if you want to commit a crime in Seattle, or look guilty while walking, wear a helmet!
    Even after years of living in the great northwest I forgot that to many hippies and such, yesterday was a "holiday" to many.  As the day to toke pot all day--4 -20, yo!   I would have forgot this year, but a very happy panhandler down town last night, was yelling happy 4 -20 to everyone that passed.   I do not celebrate or even really appreciate the day, but have to say I have been in some rooms were I am sure I got a major contact high just from breathing.  Around here they defiantly do not need a day to celebrate, because it is like every other day.  I woke up---lets smoke, I had food--lets smoke, we rallied for legalizing pot--lets smoke, I'm gonna talk to the judge in court--lets smoke, you posted my bail --lets smoke.   Good times.  I can say that all the smokers make it easier for the rest of us while job hunting, when it gets time for the drug test.   The only part of the interview studying up for won't help!
    So last night I had a rare night out.  A young gentleman I used to work with at Wal-Mart years ago was doing a show up by Lake Whatcom.  I usually do not like much rap--but some stays in my cd rotations  including him, 50 cent, and Eminim.  I am sorry to say that I can not think of his real name at the moment.  I have always called him Rapper Boy, and his stage name is Million.  Anyways I have seen him from pushing shopping carts, and rapping to a couple of us, to his first show at the Wild Buffalo.  Were he had to wait outside till the show-because he was not yet 21 years old.  It was an awesome show, although the crowd was not really ready for a rapping white boy.  Last nights show, many years later was also great.  He really gets into it, and gets the crowd going.  Although I will have to say, I might have been the oldest person there last night, and if you do not know what a whigger is--would probably have been also dressed in a completely different clothing style than everyone there.  I have not seen  that many white boys thinking they were black in a lo..... ever!  Again I will have to say it was a awesome show.  And you should really check out his music.  It is usually available cheap.  In fact he just offered his last cd to me at $5 bucks a piece.  I like to think it is because we have been friends for so long, but think it is more his sale tactics.   I have paid triple that for cd's of random singers that walked up to me on the strip in Vegas with an awesome sales pitch.  This young man has  the potential to make it big, but keeps moving to the small--no name towns.   Bellingham can make a singer, but proably isn't going to back a rapper near as well.  He has now moved to Tacoma--honestly not better.  So please look him up online.   Yo-yo!
    As my summer move looms ever closer I must stop and type a bit about that.  The whole episode has been on my mind constantly and is haunting my dreams at night.  There are to many unknowns.  I have been trying to keep the topic out of my blogs, because I don't know whats going on, to many involved parties read my blogs, and the topic tends to too easily anger me--and it shows in my typing.  I try to keep these happy--go Lucky posts.   I will have to say that I typed two letters that I will never send.  One to myself, one to my now probably ex, and just putting the thoughts down was a huge stress reliever!   I will be on the bus for way to long next Thursday, so a week from now. 
    As things and my situation unfolds I find it very possible that I will never be in this area again.  And if I do, it will be under very very different circumstances.  Above it all, I will miss the bay and the water the most.   Wyoming is very land locked, and the lakes just do not have the same effects some how.  Huge bodies of water, and the things that go with that are very calming to the mind and soul.  I hope that through it all   my friends stay my friends.  And they find what they really want in life from that first million dollar contract to that perfect Asian gal.  From the perfect carnival ticket booth to the quickest run ever.   From THE man to whatever else you freaks are into!   I also hope that I can mask my emotions this time when I leave.   I am leaving a lot  mostly on someone Else's terms.   And I really need *for myself* to be the strong  gritty non shaven one that says "whatever" than rides off into the sunset.   Even if that ride is on a Greyhound.   Rides off with no clue of his fate.  And the prospect of a new story and or gal at every city.   I know  I know--and than I woke up!   Happy trails to everyone that reads this.  And I hope that I see a select few of you again   very soon!!