No hope in the Northwest

 202nd day sober.  I stayed up late because I had chicken bones and fish scraps I wanted to put out for the crows and gulls, but the guys next door were there LATE. Drinking, I'm guessing, because one guy did a fine job of crunching up the side of his white Prius against the trash enclosure. He kept going into the parking spot right next to it, pulling out way too close to the fence pole and duffing up the side, pulling, in then doing the same thing again. Eventually he backed out and steered 'way over almost into the next space over and was able to get out... Surprisingly he was able to open his door fine and get out, and the side of the Prius wasn't nearly as damaged as it looked like it would be. 

When they finally were done for the night I was able to put the scraps out and check the welding place's trash can which they'd put out for some reason, although I only got a little bubble wrap out of there. 

I went to bed determined to make up for the sleep I'd missed the night before, and seemed to have done so. I woke up 1PM. 

I actually got a reply from my aunt, who I'm trying to establish some kind of a friendship with. Who knows, maybe she's got "relics", things of my mother's, at her house? I'd like to visit her, but of course this being the end times and all, just going from here to Southern California is very difficult. If I had a car or a van I could sleep in it would make it easier, but paradoxically since hardly anyone can afford a car these days the car companies have cut production 'way down (the chip shortage is fictional and an effort to avoid panic) with the result that used car prices are bonkers right now. 

The other way would be take the train or Greyhound or something, but be prepared to "sleep out", so the trip would be during the spring, when it's warm enough but not too hot. Or to just spend some money and hotel it. I've also done cross country on a small motorcycle and that worked fairly well, my "burn rate" staying in hotels being right about $100/day.

But I have to befriend her well enough to make the trip possible in the first place. 

But as it is, here I am in the Bay Area for the reason, I thought back in 2003, that one can't go wrong in a northern-ish climate near a large river system. Great civilizations are almost always on large river systems, and it is a clear shot from here to the Pacific Northwest. Except right now, the Pacific Northwest, when it's not 115 degrees and all the sea life dying, is flooded and going through a sort of Apocalypse right now. So much for that plan! All is not well in the prospective Nazi Homeland...