What are you listening to? [3]
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Ah, the good old days. I was at a party once where there were people jumping out a window when the cops knocked. All he wanted was to warn us about cars parked illegal on the street. LOL.
That reminds me of a time in Ann Arbor MI. My friend and I were hitching across country hoping to get to LA eventually. We were walking down the street in Ann Arbor. This dude drinking a quart beer out of a paper bag noticed our backpacks and invited us back to his birthday party. He had a T-Shirt with an image of another guy at the party called "Mr Casual." Their apartment was on the second floor of a house. They had a section of sidewalk for a coffee table. Turns out they were from Haight-Ashbury and hitching East. Anyway Mr Casual informs us that he has the power to leap out the window, shimmy down the tree next to the back porch and be back knocking at the apartment door in 5 seconds. Cool. So we listened to some Dead and forgot about it. After a couple of days we are sitting in the living room and all of a sudden Mr Casual takes a flying leap onto the coffee table, next step is the window sill, then one bound over the back porch banister and down the tree. We hear this banging on the front door and when we open it he is standing there sipping a quart of beer.
But Police Paranoia can be a drag. One of my favorite things about Montreal back in the 70s was the police. They did not pack pistols and they left you alone. If you didn't bother anyone they didn't bother you. No need to practice flying off the back porch! :)
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That reminds me of a time in Ann Arbor MI. My friend and I were hitching across country hoping to get to LA eventually. We were walking down the street in Ann Arbor. This dude drinking a quart beer out of a paper bag noticed our backpacks and invited us back to his birthday party. He had a T-Shirt with an image of another guy at the party called "Mr Casual." Their apartment was on the second floor of a house. They had a section of sidewalk for a coffee table. Turns out they were from Haight-Ashbury and hitching East. Anyway Mr Casual informs us that he has the power to leap out the window, shimmy down the tree next to the back porch and be back knocking at the apartment door in 5 seconds. Cool. So we listened to some Dead and forgot about it. After a couple of days we are sitting in the living room and all of a sudden Mr Casual takes a flying leap onto the coffee table, next step is the window sill, then one bound over the back porch banister and down the tree. We hear this banging on the front door and when we open it he is standing there sipping a quart of beer.
But Police Paranoia can be a drag. One of my favorite things about Montreal back in the 70s was the police. They did not pack pistols and they left you alone. If you didn't bother anyone they didn't bother you. No need to practice flying off the back porch! :)
LOL. That's what beer does to some people. No fear! :)
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