Like the time (s) I woke up naked in strange places. Or the time I took 10 hits of acid after being up for a week. I dont know how I function at all really. Watching some dude get stabbed in the back. Guns . Crazy [Bleeeeep!]. I should write a memoir. Lots of Salinas violence made it's way to peaceful monterey back in the late 80s. Crack dealers used to chase cars up the street in seaside lol. It was wild. I grew up in a cool place now that I think of it. One of these days I'll start writing about some of the characters I knew.

2 of note were Cricket and his old lady road kill Jill. She was pretty good looking . Hippies who lived in a hollowed out redwood tree in big sur and wore rawhide clothes they stitched together for deer leather . Once they found a warm road kill fox in big sur and bbq'd and ate it,hence her nick name.
There was another named Sheila Lenoreses whose called Gila Lizard feces. She crapped all over my friend steve bickelman while she was riding him. Wild times. I have hundreds of stories.

Wtf..Well alright, alright, alright.

This one time....at band camp....

I told you guys I was waiting for paint to dry.

Well???

It ended up drying.