"Hey, buddy! You like The Dead?" I looked up. A tall, lanky black man with an itty bitty ponytail and an untucked white collared shirt was standing in front of me. "Yeah, how did you know?" "Your shirt, man!" I looked down and remembered I wore my tie-dyed Alice in Wonderland shirt for the big day. "Oh, yeah." He made some more small talk, called me "buddy" a lot, and then finally popped the question. "Say, buddy, you wanna buy some weed?" My brain raced. I had money. I was in San Francisco. I was on a freedom binge. I looked up and said one of the stupidest things of my entire life. |