Oct. 27 , 2001-Today I am back at the lake I have named Skillet Lake and haven't been home or called for the past month and a half. It has been wild , plus , a drunken blur.I keep telling myself I need to stop this crazy shit and get my act together. But a proclamation as serious as that calls for a drink. Go Figure!
I spent the month at a friends , and kept working without saving anything.Making no plans for ,what I was going to do with the rest of my life. Everything came to a head when Skillet bit the little kid where I was staying, Boy , things can go haywire in a heartbeat.Me , Skil's and the kid were playing with the dog ,throwing sticks and such. Having a grand ole' time , then we went to the trailer I was staying in.This is the time Skil's gets real protective . No growl, no bark, nothing ,just a slashing , ripping bite. Laid the kid open pretty good. These people out here got guns , all I could think of was to get my dog to safety. I doctored the kid ,best I could and took my best friend out in the woods to safety. Went back long enough to get my tent and a few things and hauled ass into the night .
The next morning I started out on a journey that would take me through seven states and every brand of weather imaginable. I did leave the kid's parents about $600.00 for doctor bills before I left . So here I sit not knowing anything about what is fixing to become my daily routine for the next 10 months. The guys I worked with told me they would pick me up later , so I can make it to work. I don't expect them and I am going to start looking for something else. So it begins!