A Miserable Morning Turned into a Wild Ride: The Memoir of a Naive Teenager Here's Volume One, re-re-edited. For those who have been reading already, thanks for your patience, something new is on the way. For those who haven't, this is Scott's Chronicles, the memoirs of a boy with a very generous... Love life. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Volume I The Lady Who Picked Me Up -- Tales Of Sport And Hunting : Part One She was a princess, queen of the Highway. Sign on the road said "Take us to Madre." No one can save her save the Blind Tiger. He was a monster, black dressed in leather. She was a princess, Queen of the Highway. -- The Doors It was ten till seven and a very fucking cold morning. Knees shaking and torso trembling, it couldn't have been a more miserable walk to school! This is me -- Scott, at a time when living on the uppity side of Salt Lake City. "What a drag." I think dully. "Goddammit..." I sullenly trek downhill; past apartments, snow piles, black ice... Almost slipping on the black ice... Walking along the highway. Finally! Nearing the school, I turn down a side street, past residences with acres of lawn to each house. Coming upon a parking lot of what I remember as some kind of old person hospital, a small, dirty, white car slows next to me walking past the front entrance. The window rolls down, "You okay dude?" A middle aged, mildly attractive women asks. "It's freezing out here! You going to school?" "Yeah..." I tell her. …and then things took a turn
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A Miserable Morning Turned into a Wild Ride: The Memoir of a Naive Teenager
