Nothing to declare but my freedom, baby!

Its a Sunday night, 2 days before departure & i am sitting outside Tahoe Underground smoking a joint with 3 typical tahoe snow-bras. They have taken me -dressed well, so very unTahoe to be almost preppy- into their confidences. I text friends with updates of the nights adventures. i awake one with a missbuttoned send, one who has EXPRESSLY stated she is not to be disturbed due to the next days final exam. My exuberance transends all social bounds. i pick a fight with a Bush fan. It fails, no blood is drawn, but it is not a fair fight anyways. He listens to O’Reilly: he is obviously an idiot. Still it was fun to call him Un-Christian. That threw him off. Earlier i took a drunken cab ride with my friend, the musician Dan Fuller, to Turn 3, Tahoe’s finest lowbrow establishment in search of girls. We found none. We harrassed our ex-Vet driver with many questions about his service in ‘Nam, a place he freely shared his distatse for when i mentioned i would be going there. We’re pretty sure he was stoned. Well, he said he’d smoked up, so yes, he was. I hit on girls elsewhere..all of them cute (for i have been drinking rum & cokes constantly), all of them young & this being tahoe bars, most of them dumb (Present local readers accepted of course). I finish the night in a room of which i remember few things: Torn snowboard posters, stolen beer signs & repeated utterings of the word “Dude” -even by me. Bongs are passed, a vaporizer bag is inhaled of, I am truly one with my fellow Bro’s. “Gonna miss some major snow dude!” Yes…yes i am….Thrill!
Danger! Slumming it! If i can do all this then China’s gonna be easy.

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