That was back in Corvallis. I'm suspicious of anything Corvallis at this point, yet passing as close by to Joseph as we will it seems silly not to check it out.

Like what am I gonna do? Move there!?

Oh, joy. Another cop on our tail. Passed him and his buddy chatting back there in Kamiah, there cruisers driver's door to driver's door in that curious parking arrangement only cops can get away with. I had just put Cat Stevens in the tape player, the song Peace Train chiming in just as Seven came on the CB to let us know.

"Maybe we should just skip Joseph," I said to Tex, "Just bolt straight for the nearest superhighway." There's not so much more safety there, just anonymity. Wow. That damn cop is still back there. As Alice said, "Curiouser and curiouser."

Well, I'm bored with the cop thing. Think I'll go travel back in time and try and patch some of the holes in the greater story thus far.

No sooner said than the cop made his move. Pulled Seven over and of course we pulled over, too. Impeding traffic, he says. How about that? Guy follows us for some 15 miles making poor harassed Seven nervous as hell, Seven slows down to keep cool and the cop gets him for going too slow. Whatta world. You know, sometimes I think we would all be better off just defending ourselves when instead we've got "public servants" who live to offend us at every turn. Ah, hell. Maybe not. If it weren't for the cops, we sniveley artists would surely have been stomped by some of those 60,000 bikers back there in Hulett, huh? Yeh, as if.

Okay, so now he's finished with Seven and working on us. Or Tex, more specifically. Tex and Duke. I'm sitting here typing away, trying to look professional and more than ready to wag the press credentials to help "validate" us. Jesus, what a crock of shit. You have a great day basking in nature and ZANG! Welcome back the real world, fellas! License and registration, please. And the cop says this is a very dangerous road! Pulls a lot of trucks over for the same violation, he says. "For future reference, in the state of Idaho, any more than three vehicles behind you and you must pull over. And by the way, is this safe?" Tex rifles back a quick "YES!" Okay, says the cop.

Well, he's not gettin' any postcard. That's fer damn shur! End of story.

Nice Cops

a smoky duke as we climb some pass just over the border into Washington

just over the bridge from Idaho a sheriff pulls into the gas station where we're fueling up, asks Seven what the cars are all about, Seven says art, and the cop says cool and drives off. he'll never know what wonderful timing he had after all we'd just been through in Idaho.

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