MINDLESS MUSINGS

Kevin’s bucks night; plenty of alcohol and pot had been consumed. At some point in proceedings it was decided that Kevin would be tied to the clothes line and spray painted. After this he was tied to the headboard of a flatbed truck and taken for a joyride.

The rest of us jumped on the truck and held on where we could; everyone except for me that is. For some insane reason I believed that gravity would be sufficient to keep me attached to the flatbed of this truck driving down the street. I was rolling across the bed and heading straight for the side when Shane grabbed a hold of my leg and held on for dear life.

I am glad he did because I can somehow still recall my total lack of concern at that moment. The grog and pot had numbed my brain to such a degree that I seriously could not fathom the danger I was in.

I do not know how long the drive lasted for, but I think we were pulled over by the cops. I have no idea how someone wasn’t charged, but we were back at the house soon enough returning to our brain cell destructive festivities.

I still cringe when I remember myself just rolling across the back of that truck; so carefree. Everyone was as plastered as I was and it was a miracle that Shane somehow had enough presence of mind to grab me and save me from serious injury or possible death. I was so stupid! I had totally lost the part of a person’s brain that identifies danger and kicks in to save the self from harm. I can still recall that total lack of fear or even awareness of danger. I may as well have been rolling on the grass in a park.

Lucky for me Shane knew better and had the strength to hold on to my wasted dumb ass.