Garcia giggled and admired the car from all angles, declared it “bourgeois jive, man,” and got back in his Beemer.
And, of course, the briefcase.
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When I lived in Tucson, I owned a ’72 Sedan DeVille. One night I got exceptionally drunk and let my roommate drive home, and he blew the u-joint right off at the intersection of Speedway and Kolb. We pushed the Caddy out of the intersection and I passed out in the median next to the road. I woke up an hour or so later and realized I’d fallen next to a discarded ounce of grass.
(Yeah, yeah, cool story Bro… but: Dirtbag serendipity.)
Dirtbag Serendipity is going to be my next band.