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Time to De-Brief Steve is hysterical. His neighbor is not dancing today; we’re in the music room. (Tull is still dominating us) He’s just heard my story about Doug. “Yea, I heard he gets served. They say he has an altered Driver’s License.” [Back then, driver’s Licenses were simple wallet-sized paper documents. Forging one was… Continue reading Aftermath

Doug and I, whatta team. Who is this band he’s playing now??? “Five minutes?” I nod. “Ok, now let’s talk. You think I can take you and Allie on dates?” “Yea. How else are we going to get to know each other? My house is out, your house is not good. Where can we go… Continue reading Let’s finish this

No tape to self-destruct in five seconds. He puts in a new 8 track. Ironic, wasn’t It? “A guy I know works at that beer distributor across the street.” He pulls out a couple of crumbled dollar bills from the army jacket, tosses them in my lap. Oh Jesus, what shit have a gotten myself… Continue reading Mission: Not Impossible

Oboy, I’m a big guy now….. Car in the alley, the exhaust white in frozen dark air. “Get in. You like jazz? “Yea, my mom played Peter Gunn for me when I was little.” He’s flummoxed. “Oh Christ, that old TV show. Well, see how you like this.” He punches in an eight track tape.… Continue reading An adventure with Doug

Cue ‘Three’s Company’ theme; “Knock on our door”……. Follow up to Alison’s cryptic comment 2 posts ago………. Yes, dear reader, Alison was referring to this wonderful structure 2 blocks from the school: I was dubious. “Now how the hell do you know that??” She tolerates me, her naive fool, tolerated cuz he kissed good. “When… Continue reading The House of Ill Repute

After seeing the Documentary today………… The veil was pulled back from a memory long ago obscured by hard living and weed smoke. Sometime in the spring of ’69, Steve got the first album. Whilst walking home from the bus, I spy with me little eye a strange car in front of my house. A guy… Continue reading A Pause for Led Zep

Losers sit down…. Well, it didn’t take long for a rich girl to have a little soiree at her house for a select group of wonderful folks in her social strata. They’ll probably play—hold your breath, folks–Spin the Bottle! GASP! Of course, Allie and I weren’t invited, but news of the party traveled around school… Continue reading My Girl don’t take no BS

Doug and me…….the two coolest guys on earth. Ha! Allie and I are cuddling on the couch, watching a movie. From downstairs. a door opens. “Okay, up there. Get your clothes on! Time to go!” Allie smiles, shaking her head. Downstairs, we embrace, holding hands. She kisses me gently in front of Doug. He is… Continue reading Time To go…

While most houses on the block are joined, hers stands alone. It’s a bit bigger than mine. I spy a small upstairs balcony. We walk in the bottom floor, a den and small powder room. She leads me upstairs, her legs sending lust up my spine. Their Christmas tree gleams with silver and gold lights… Continue reading Allie’s House/The Dance

Off I go on another adventure. Allie’s directions are spot-on. I walk calmly into the chaos of an elementary school preparing to dismiss………no one gives a second glance. Little kids run past me, chattering and laughing. I was headed to a super-important ‘first date’ and was invisible. Just the way we wanted it–no nosy prying… Continue reading Meet Doug Buttkicker, your driver