Mick Aloha Adventures

For those of you that have listened to the old podcasts, you have heard me sing the praises of Long John Silvers. They plan to build a LJS with a KFC in Mountain View less than a mile from my current home. This is currently under review by the Mountain View Zoning board but should get approval soon. In the meantime, I discovered that they opened up a KFC-LJS in South San Francisco off of El Camino. I made the venture there on Sunday. Man those chicken planks were good! It is also cool that they have it with KFC so if I wanted mashed potatoes I could had some but I saved my tastes for that delectable taste of chicken plank and fries. The hush puppies were not bad either. It is good to have a LJS nearby.

On Sunday, I decided to get my car washed to kill some time while I was waiting for some clothes I was donating to dry. I go to a car wash called Auto Pride in Palo Alto. I like them because they offer many grades of service. I like the platinum package. I think it is a good deal for the money.

Now while waiting for my car, some jackass in a BMW Z4 was causing a scene. He went up to the manager and wanted to kow why only one person was working on his car drying it, washing the windows and such while five people were working on a Nissan Sentra.  Apparently he thought that since he had a more expensive car,  he should get better service. The manager politely said to him “Sir, you bought the basic package. The owner of the Nissan purchased the Platinum package. In the future might I suggest you purchase the Platinum package? You will receive the same service that the Nissan is currently receiving.”

The guy did not like that answer and started to swear at the manager but then promptly shut up. Although we were in Palo Alto, the Menlo Park police showed up. They were there just to get there car washed but it shut that jackass up. He went over to the chair beside me and sat down muttering about the service. So sometimes the cops are there when you actually need them

After a few minutes, my car was finished so I causuially strolled over and took possesion of it while looking back at the jackass throwing a fit because he was too damn cheap to purchase the platinum package but apparently not too cheap since he blew a shitload of money on a new Z4.

Man it is hotter than Jessica Alba here in Palo Alto. It is in the 90s here already. 90s tomorrow also. I blame women driving SUVs for the heat wave. They are causing it because they want to be safe and safe makes the world heat up. I seen it in a stat corelating safety to heat. The safer you want to be the hotter it gets and unfortunately everyone wants to be safe like keeping kids away from sexual predators and driving large vehicles in case you are in an accident. Of course my room AC is broken. I really need to move to a place that has AC but then that would be safe and the world will keep heating up. What am I to do other than stare at Jessica Alba?

It has been a few months since I put out a solo show. I talk about quitting adderall. I also talk about my plane ride home from Phoenix on Friday night. Enjoy the show and enjoy the lovely Rose McGowan from Grindhouse below. Click here for direct download.

Video has been shot. I am in the process of editing it. I should have something up in a week or so. Add a week onto my estimate to give yourself plenty of time.

The view from our room. We are in the penthouse.

I agree with all points in this article.

Well I walked, crawled, and ran to San Francisco. Now my body is in terrible shape from the whole ordeal. My body reeks of pain. Stiffness, chafing, and blisters plague my body.

I started off making pretty good time. Palo Alto was right on time andd I zipped right through Menlo Park, Atherton, and Redwood City. After that when I entered San Carlos, my feet started to swell and hurt. My shoulders were killing me also by having to carry a backpack filled with 6 liters of water. This caused me to slow down considerably as I went through San Carlos, Belmont, and San Mateo.

During San Mateo is when I wanted to quit. The city was large and I was at my slowest pace. I then started to look for any place that sold Advil. I need something to kill pain and take away swelling. San Mateo didn’t have a place like that until near the edge of the city. Mostly what San Mateo had was mortage companies and real estate agents. I didn’t need to buy or refinance a house. I needed medicine and I found some Motrin at an ARCO station. I bought a 4 pill package and immediate downed all 4. I needed pain relief! If some guy would have come up to me and said I have morphine for sell, I would have bought it on the spot and tried it. That is how bad I wanted the pain to stop. I was also in conodrum also. Everytime I stopped to rest, my feet would feel relieved. When I started again, they hurt worse than before. About 1 hour after taking the Motrin, I didn’t have to stop as often.

After finally making it out of San Mateo, I was lost. Not really lost but for some reason I didn’t know where I should go. At the Burling game sign, El Camino branches. CA 82 which is El Camino for most of bay area went left. A road they called El Camino went right. What was even more confusing was that both roads were called El Camino. My driving instructions said to follow 82 north so I did. As I made my way up 82 north/ El Camino, I kept thinking maybe I took the wrong way. I needed to make a slight on San Mateo avenue to continue and San Mateo avenue was nowhere to be seen. Luckily a Pole walked by and he had a map. He showed me the map and that is when I discovered that San Mateo avenue was in San Bruno. I was two cities away from it. I thanked the Pole for showing me his map. He and I were walking in the same direction, but he was clearing outpacing me by twice my rate.

I finally made it to Millbrae and the pain in my feet started to subside. I started to walk doubletime to make up some lost time. I made it through Millbrae pretty quick. Right before I left Millbrae, I got a text message from Brian Z. Asking me to text or call him if I am still there by 6:00 PM. I replied back stating I didn’t need a ride if that was what he was implying. He responded back saying no. He wanted to be on the blog. So I said sure, feel free to meet me but I am continuing on my way. I then get a call from VeganSandy. She asks where I am and I tell her that I am meeting Brian Z later. She encouraged me to give up. Saying that I have gone far enough and that this is still an accomplishment. I told her I was fine and that I could keep going. During all this, my phone only had one bar of battery life left. Brian Z called me up and we met in South San Francisco which is a complete different city from San Francisco. Think East St. Louis. I met up with him and that is when my phone told me it had a low battery. I told him I would take his picture but would not post it until the end of the trip. I wanted to save enough battery for the final photo and post. I took his photo and I was off.

On the last leg of the trip which was from South San Francisco through Brisbane and finally San Francisco, I ran. Running was actually easier on my feet than walking somehow. I really wanted to make the caltrain and then met mainting an 11 minute mile for the remainder of the trip which was 8 miles to make the 8:00 Caltrain. I didn’t do it. I maintained a 12 minute mile. At 8:03 I quit running although I was only 2 blocks away from the train station. I was positive the train had already left. I started to walk. My feet were absoluting killing me. I noticed the blisters and chafing when I walked. Running was really a bad idea. I walked the two blocks and saw people getting on the train. I thought oh shit!, I could still catch the train. I ran up to a ticket machine, bough my ticket, and hopped on the train. I asked the titcket taker what the delay wass. He told me there was no delay, the train schedule is 8:25. I was like FUCK! If I knew that I could have run a slower pace. That was the past. I f knew I could have run at a slower pace, I would have missed it anyways. After I discovered I still had 10 minutes to spare, I hopped off the train and grabbed a bag of chips and coke for dinner. I got back on the train and took the final picture you saw and posted mission accomplished. I then posted the picture of Brian Z rooting me on. As soon as I posted that, my phone died.
On the train ride home, I leaned against the window and took a brief nap. I awoke from my map thinking where I was on on the way. Did I pass up my stop? I see a sign saying San Mateo station. Whew! I also noticed that my body was stiff as a board and that the chafing is worse than I thought it to be. I really should not have ran or worn runners shorts. I looked at all the stops and cities in the dark. All the places were lit up. They seemed like two different places now. The day and the night. San Carlos had a couple of night clubs I didn’t notice on the way up. Belmont had a restaurant on a hill called “The Vans” that was lit up. I went through the remainder of the stops before I arrived at my stop at San Antonio. Unfortunately, the San Antonio exit doesn’t have a parking lot so I had to walk home which is about a half mile or so. It was the hardest walk ever. I was stiff, chafed and tired. If my phone worked I would have called a cab to take me the rest of the way. I am having to walk like Vince McMahon tomake my way home. After what seemed to be 20 minutes for that half mile, I make it inside my apartment. I talk to VeganSandy for a few minutes. She wanted to know if I made it home safe and sound. After I finished the conversation with her, I took a shower and then turned into bed. I slept for 12 hours.

Lessons learned from this trip are don’t run unless you have to, make sure you have pain medications, have a back up battery for your cell phone, and I am the greatest!

I am heading home