Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Getting High on I-5
It was 1990. My college boyfriend, J. and I are driving back
to school in San Diego after spring break. We stop at one of the many gas stations that sit along the insanely tedious I-5. After we walk out of the mini-mart, we come face to face with some buddies from school! WHOA! “Hey, how are
you guys doin’?” Well, lucky us, they invite us into their car to smoke a doob.
We climb in the back and toke up for a couple minutes before returning to our
own car. All in all the exchange is 7 minutes before we get back on the road.
After gaining some momentum, we look at each other and laugh and laugh. What
just happened? we ask each other. There is never a more absurd 7 minutes in our
lives. Never again a better gas stop for the rest of our days.
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