I saw two U.F.O.'s in South Carolina. I shook my fist at them and cursed and cussed. Two of the triangular craft, hovering above the highway, examing the Holiday traffic. I considered stopping, and getting out my video camera, but I didn't feel like being abducted on my way to X-Day. I had seen a very similar craft a few years before, hovering above I-16 in Georgia, I even caught it on video tape. I had been with other people then, we had stopped, and I got out and videotaped it. It was piss poor footage-just some dots of light with me cussing...

So I drove on by, yelling fuck you at the top of my lungs, hoping that their advanced technology would pick up my curse as I drove underneath the twin floating triangles.

I drove on, and on. Through thijk fog, over mountains, the temperature dropped as I headed North, from the 90's to the 50's. On I drove, the sun coming up over the West Virginia Mountains in a spectacular sort of way, fitting, as it would be one of the last few sunrises to grace Earthfarm One.

I began hallucinating, falling asleep at the wheel. The over the counter stimulants I was taking were becoming less effective, and the coffee seemed to make the hallucinations worse. The jelly filled donuts at the rest stops provided me with the sugar I needed to keep hallucinating. Pennsylvania was ten times as large as the map indicated. The roads were all single lanes. The closer I got, the further away it seemed. The traffic was insane, thousands of people on the same road, all of them fleeing their homes for the world's final days... Sure, they thought it was Independence Day...

I finally reached New York State. Unmarked Cop cars were pulling people over left and right. I spotted some pagan women in a hatchback, and decided to follow them. They HAD to be going to the end of the world.

Delerious, but happy, I had made it to Brushwood... I showered, brushed my teeth, and began video taping... (I had purchased a Hi-8 Camcorder a few days before) -I shot about 9.5 hours of footage.

I sent copies of my tapes to Reverend Stang, he edited them together with the footage shot by a bunch of other people, and now has those tapes for sale. I have seen the long version of X-Day, and I am amazed- there is so much on these tapes that I did not see in my wanderings- for one thing, I got there on Friday, so I missed Thursday's events- but even once I arrived, I missed tons of great stuff- and it's all on the tapes that Stang has for Sale. Sure, It's crudely edited on home equipment, it's dubbed down a couple of generations, but when you play it on a surround sound system, a lot of the moments come alive like some bad acid flashback...

I'm still waiting for my copy of the short version, five years later, but I have faith that someday Rev. Stang will see fit to mail me a copy.