Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Ruthie On The Road, Update

When the young man pulled up to the trailer in the tiny village, a huge pit bull dog came bounding out and barked.

Then a guy dressed in camouflage clothes walked out of trailer and asked me, "So what's YOUR deal here, anyway?"

I didn't like his vibes and didn't care when he "introduced" himself as "RoadDog."

The situation was rainbow person meets biker guy meets psycho militia man.

I asked the young man to take me back to the Interstate. He sailed out of the driveway and almost tossed the van into a ditch.

After I demanded that he let me out, he stopped and told me "Don't dis my rainbow family."

I told him to go screw the pit bull and walked away.

My cell phone kept cutting out so I walked up to a nearby farm house and knocked on the door. A woman answered and I asked her to call the local law because I needed assistance.

She did and I walked back across the street and sat in the grass in front of a funeral home and waited for the County Mounties to arrive.

The Sheriff's department transported me to a nearby city, got me some burgers from Hardee's and put me in a room at a Super 8 motel.

They told me that the area around Kell/Hell Village is a major meth haven.

That might explain the existence of the big funeral home in that little nowhere area.

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