Mobile, AL-- I wish I could think (do I?) but. . .

Owen James H. . . arrived 5:56am, November 27, 2011 8 lbs, 20.5" (My Nephew)

I doubt I can say much. It is so good to be back to my schedule-free life. No busses to catch, no equipment or maps or things to try to order in time to get them to arrive to someplace where I'll be. . .

I've got the maps for the Florida Trail. That is the plan. The razor scooter still is a wonderful way to travel. . . Megabus was a good way to get north and back south for less than $5. . .and I missed my 745am bus yesterday in atlanta, so I got to learn that city a bit more. . .

Every day spent in a place scooting around increases the connections and the "posessions" and the possibility of staying longer. . .

and that possibility confuses me. . .

I still look forward to getting out in the woods and writing all the people whose addresses I've collected from my last trip. . . and those who wrote back. . . (do you remember that peace pilgrim wrote letters?)

Here are some upcoming addresses:

I will be picking up mail at the following address no earlier than 12/6:

Colin Leath
General Delivery
Navarre, FL 32566

After 12/7 to 1/1 and perhaps 1/5, the following will work:

Colin Leath c/o Carolynn Patten
719 NE 5th St
Gainesville, FL 32601

Willow for share international (?) in Atlanta. . .
The muscle-y guy along the atlanta beltline, the gravel part, probably looking for sex.
All the people I asked for directions to the Quarry. . . someday to be the largest park in atlanta(?)
 
The Peachtree branch of the atlanta library next to the atlanta museum of design where they were celebrating world aids day. . .
 
Being so glad to be done with busses and the diesel. . .
yet still being alongside roads and 'inside the machine'. . .
 
I may want to be in Scottsmoor FL by 1/14 for WFR recertification course. . . we'll see.
 
My mind is empty? I hope the stuff (my scooter and pack) they made me leave outside is still there. . .
 
mobile library has the most draconian and arbitrary restrictive admission policy. Atlanta Central just sent me to another branch (they wouldn't let me bring the scooter in).  Here it is way worse and not clearly spelled out. Basically anyone who looks homeless(?). You can park a car on library property but you cannot leave your scooter and backpack on library property. You cannot bring clothes into the library. . . (in a bag)
 
some local links:

• http://lagniappemobile.com/ (local alt weekly)
• http://www.occupymobile.org/
• http://rumorunion.com/rumorunion/home.html (performance art? cool mobile people?)
• http://mplonline.org/ (the library . . . where I am now. . .)
• http://www.healthylivinghealthyplanet.com/ surprisingly good resource. . .

The preacher guy who was on his phone nearly the whole 6-hour busride. . .

Martin Luther King's neighborhood, where I'll visit when I go through atlanta again.

That's enough from this mind.

love and best wishes and blessings--

I went up to greenknees farm from Jacksonville, FL (where I got to on my scooter trip) for Thanksgiving. And then went to Woodberry Forest (a boarding school in VA) where one of my sisters and her husband work. That sister had a baby while I was there! (Her husband helped me find a wonderful place to camp near the challenge course; I saw two bald eagles along the rapidan(?) river. I ran for 20 minutes for the first time in a long time. . . I met phil and Linda and others. I played croquet. I found out my dad played croquet as a kid. . . and what are the rules to croquet? ? ).

I got to eat some turnips and arugula (and bok choy and lettuce and ??) that I planted / helped plant.

I got to read an amazing book:

Amazon.com: Customer Reviews: Alex Stewart: Portrait of a Pioneer

I've had so much bad luck trying to order books recently from non-amazon sites. . .
but you could try to find it cheaper at gettextbooks.com or similar sites.

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Oh-- and on the megabus from Knoxville to Atlanta I was able to run off during one six-minute stop (the only stop) and get _Middlemarch_ and a ronald dahl adult book and an ursula k leguin book from the good will at that stop for $1.50. . .

If you write me a card-- I'll write back eventually (if I get enough alone time in the woods).

And, yes, I got stressed and overwhelmed and somewhat unhappy and confused while working on leaving again at last (and was challenged by eating during that time). . . and I was able to scoot from the farm to the bus stop (I scooted the other way when I arrived).

_The man who couldn't eat_ by ranier is a book they have on display here.

enough rambling. . .

And I learned more about my family and why I am this way.