Follow the Stream Back Up
CONTENT WARNING: READER DISCRETION ADVISED “Whilst Man, however well-behaved, At best is but a monkey shaved.” —W. S. Gilbert (1884) What I remember is a bitter January morning wrangling a junkyard transmission into a ‘53 Packard, jacked up on blocks. Richie and I should have been trudging through the snow to classes at the U. Instead, o ur backs were jammed against a freezing curb, lining up an Ultramatic, biggest I’d ever seen. Two cars rolled up. Alan would come upon you anywhere, anytime, and frequently intoxicated. “Charlie?” “Yeah, what?” “We got two women and Bunny's pad.” Alan peered under the car. “Back-to-back racks.” “Hold it there, Richie. It’s Alan.” “Not Alan. Fuck no!” grunting disgustedly. Alan fished a loose cigarette from his jacket and lit it. “ The one in the Studebaker has the hots for you.” I edged out for a look. “The one with twenty-four zeroes ?” “Yeah. ” “No chance.” A...