Saturday, December 5, 2009

Random Memories

File this one under random memories.

For some reason when my mind wanders there are three words that pop into my head. The are Crack, Hash, Weed in a soft voice.

If memory serves me correctly I was in High School with my friends in Santa Cruz at a band competition. As we walked down the street there was a guy not much older than us standing outside a store. As we passed him he said, in a soft barely audible voice, 'Crack, Hash, Weed'. We continued on a few steps before what we had heard sunk in. We all looked at each other. Discussed briefly and continued on. Jokes were made for years about that incident.