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Memoir – Page 2 – The Daily Orbit

Troubles of Mammoth Proportions

Straight out the gate we went through the Border Patrol checkpoint just south of Temecula and were flagged over to the inspection area. We had about a quarter ounce of pot I had gotten from my mother for the trip, and we were being pulled over for inspection. That was the first time I felt that sinking feeling in your gut when you’re holding, and about to be searched. Looking back now I totally understand why they pulled over a group of guys like us. Within minutes the whole contents of that trunk had been pulled out and strewn across the inspection area. They searched everything, even sent the dog through that monstrosity of a car, but nothing.

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Where I am from

I am from long nights around the campfire with my ears honing in on harmonies. Listening with wonder as voices and instruments would weave tapestries around my imagination and soul. From a place where learning the D and the G chord filled me with great ideas and delusions of grandeur. Where the record collection in the house was, that is where you would find me.

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