Author: 610rrandtr

New Year, more changes I walk in the side of the stage to put my trumpet case down. A familiar voice calls my name. Allie is in shadows behind the stage. We briefly kiss, I taste her Wrigley’s spearmint. “Our phone rang this morning for Doug. Mr. Schukler is dead.” “What??” “Doug knows a part… Continue reading And no one missed him

Some days I actually bordered on being cool…………..not for long, mind you. Of course, back from Christmas break, You just fucking KNEW Foon thought this would be a groovy time for a locker search. Quiz time: If you remember many posts ago when I began life in this Stalag, our principal was paranoid drugs and… Continue reading “I’m Holding”

An unplanned treat! Please God, don’t let me burp the pizza! Sarah asks us to hang out in the nice carpeted den. She and Steve obviously have other carnal-ish plans. Allie holds out her arm so I can take subtle hint to help her with her coat. We sit on the couch, not bothering with… Continue reading Sarah’s Place

This better be good……… In olden days before the fall when they wrote it on the wall, pizza places were NOT common. There weren’t even a lot of strip malls. Our Town and Rich Town had none, Allie’s poor town had 1. It would take five+ years before they sprung up like spring dandelions. This… Continue reading Pizza Hut

Pizza: a great way for strangers to morph into friends. Wow! It even has a fold-open menu like a real restaurant! Hostess leads us to our booth. “You get in first,” he whispers. I dutifully obey. Allie slides in next to me, nudges me to move over with a butt-to-butt tap. Following Steve’s lead, I… Continue reading Let’s Eat

Just in time, talk about nerves. After witnessing almost a week of playing confessor as Allie obsessed about clothes, she steps out of the shadows wearing nothing she had ‘settled’ on. She said No to the dress. Corduroy pants, silver belt, white heels. And her fluffy tan winter coat. I sense something afoot, she has… Continue reading Add Allie, stir ’til warm.

Who needs a big brother? I have two. I had to tell mom and dad I had a date, which gave the old man an excuse to criticize denim and re-assure me that girls hated jeans, and soon Allie would break up with me. (The old man is an expert on anything that you don’t… Continue reading Steve and Sarah

‘Indoctrination is not necessarily an obscenity.’ If your memory exceeds mine, you’ll recall early posts about no junior high sports due to the school district ‘jointure’. The Wide World of Sports action was in Rich Town high school. The good thing was we had no pecking order for boys; no big shot jocks walking halls… Continue reading “We are Spartans!”

Doug shakes his head in mock-frustration. “Shit, you suburban kids lead sheltered lives. Haven’t You ever seen a skin mag?” “Well, I did but I didn’t. When you’re with a friend, you’re paging through while trying to spot his old man is coming home, you can’t focus.” He laughs. “Focus! Good word. You always need… Continue reading “Put your tongue back in your mouth”

Oh, if my friends could see me now. I run across the street into the beer distributorship. It’s so cold my eyes hurt. Mark is on the register; unshaven but at least a different shirt. He glances up, then down, and does a sitcom-level double take. “Hey, it’s you! Doug out there?” “Yea.” “Wave him… Continue reading Beer Run #2