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Work 4 Peace,Hold All Life Sacred,Eliminate Violence! I am on my mobile version of the door-to-door, going town-to-town holding readings/gatherings/discussions of my book "But What Can I Do?" This is my often neglected blog mostly about my travels since 9/11 as I engage in dialogue and actions. It is froth with my opinions, insights, analyses toward that end of holding all life sacred, dismantling the empire and eliminating violence while creating the society we want all to thrive in

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

LGBT Center Imperial Valley! Who nu?

So guess what? Here I am, sitting on the side of the highway, waiting on a tow truck that can handle my truck and haul me the final 5.8 miles to a diesel mechanic - crossing fingers! This is the mechanic who told me I could probably drive 25 miles from Ocotillo, where I first stopped in horror, knowing my truck was making a terrible, probably very expensive, noise.

I got 20 miles, no problem, but suddenly I heard a crash, and black and white smoke started billowing out of the tail pipe like scalding milk bubbling and overflowing a pan on high heat. The first tow truck that came attempted to haul my truck up upon a flatbed tow truck. I was like, "are you gonna make it under any overpasses" to his certain assurance. Yet the front wheels of his truck elevated as he tried to return the flatbed and my truck onto his truck. No way.

So now while I'm waiting another couple hours ,I decided to google ymca as it looks like I'll most likely be stuck here for a few - & guess what came up? Nearest Y is 53 miles away but 1.4 miles from the repair shop is the LGBT center of the Imperial Valley!

So that's where I'll be in the a.m.!!! Maybe my first reading will be in El Centro instead of Jackson!

Stalled under the full moon!

Full desert moon! & I'm broken down, waiting for the tow truck to haul me six more miles and $120 to El Centro, CA in the Imperial Valley.

Turbo blew, & the engine revved up to a zillion mph even tho I shut it off & pulled off the highway! I felt like the truck came to life & didn't need me to start the engine - the engine wouldn't shut off!

It was making sooooooo much smoke, so loud, so screeching, the minimal traffic on this desert stretch actually backed up and slowed to a crawl. I was expecting it to rise up off the ground in a few seconds.
Minutes later, before the smoke cleared or the engine finally died, highway patrol officers jumped out w/a fire extinguisher & the fire department sent three guys w/axes, hoses, & hats!

But Miguel was 1st on the scene, pulling his royal blue fancy car to the right and a few feet ahead of the truck, jumping out and proceeding to help: trying to disconnect the batteries, close off the fuel lines, detach the spark plugs - nothing worked!

Twilight zone.... but then the engine did die apparently running out of motor oil it was burning.