I finally got my moving money on Friday. I had to travel all over to find the piss-ant bank it was drawn on. I went to Hardees and had the WORST meal. EVER. The Bacon thickburger wasn't cooked all the way through, and they messed up my shake order three times. On my way to the gas station, I ran out of gas.

I pulled into a parking lot and someone pulled in behind me. Fool, me, I thought they were there to help me. WRONGO!

He was there to help himself! It was some middle-eastern type with a huge switch-blade to hold me up in the 100F+ heat.

Thankfully, I'd prepared to be robbed (on general purposes of survival) so he only got $70 USD from me, instead of the $500 USD I had on me in a secret pocket.

It upset me, I accidentally locked my keys in my car with my cell-phone. SInce it was an abandoned building (Due to the shitty economy--Thanks George W Bush, asshole) I had to hike a mile in the heat.

A nice guy named Mike picked me and took me to the gas station, where I got some gas and called the cops. Mike took me back and waited with me, til the cops showed up.

The cop was asking me questions when I fainted from the heat.

Later, I woke up in the hospital ER, with a fluid IV push. I got a ride back on Saturday morning from my ex-boss to my van. The cops took the rest of my statement this morning.

All in all, I'm happy I'm still alive, and I still have most of the money left.

I figured some kind of shit would happen, so I'm glad I took the precautions I did. I just wish I had air conditioning. It's like hell here. Except damp.

UPDATE: June 25--I had breakfast at the McDonalds near where I live this morning. There were a ton of cops there. A guy had just an hour before had been robbed by someone toting a shotgun. The robber had clubbed him with the weapon after the victim had given the robber some lip, and had eluded police. The poor feller had cashed his payroll check and had over a thousand dollars on him.

Until he was robbed.

Thinking is more pro-survival than blind thoughtless reactions. As such...my bad day was better than other people's recent bad days. Playing poker is like life. Even you get dealt a bad hand, it more about the playing with the other people than just dealing with the cards!