Weekend is coming up and the weather is finally cooling down. Just the simple changing of the season and a smell in the air can bring back memories for me.
High school, bell rings and the mad dash for our cars. Ah I see the "Egg". I had a 1986 Mercury Tracer hatchback...white of course and my friend had to nickname that bubble of a car "The Egg".
Grab my keys and jimmy the lock...stubborn bastard after 9 years of being around the car you would think I would know how to open the damn door. My friends pile in. We race off with Pearl Jam Ten playing Jeremy on our tape deck.
After dropping them off to their houses I go home for the normal routine...shower, dress, primp, and glimmer for that hurried night out. At that age we didn't wait to start our night at 9 pm or 10....we went out about 5 pm or 6 and met up with friends.
But back then the cool thing to do was cruise the strip....here in our town it was circle Xtra Play, drive by the bowling alley, then to taco bell, then down town, then to Kmart and stop if you saw anyone. Otherwise you went to someone's house. Now in Jonesboro you had a set strip you road all the way down and came back again and kept doing it over and over again. I knew all the little towns around us and their patterns....One weekend I did all of them...I hit about 5 towns just for the heck of it...
You know things you remember and things you want to forgot. I laughed so hard one night when I had my friends with me and we were doing donuts on fresh gravel behind the school in "The Egg". Three people in the backseat and two in the front....we ended up on two wheel that night by accident and one girl peeed in her pants....LOL...We laughed so hard. The whole time we went in circles we had so much fun though
Like I said...this time of year I love it. Memories
