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So, I’m thinkin’, “One last night to howl,” like Monty says. I’d be nervous, sweatin’ like a pig – D’oh! – prolly trip over my own feet. Maybe I’d spot one, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig. “Hey, sugar, need a date?” she’d purr. I’d be all, “Uhh, yeah, sure!” Heart poundin’, palms sweaty – excitin’ but scary, ya know? Reminds me o’ Monty’s panic, that “I’m outta time” vibe. “This life came so close to never happenin’,” he’d say. Deep, right? Almost makes ya feel bad for the gal.

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I love just wanderin’ down banks of Pike Ave – oh, excuse the typo: “pikeeave” once or twice, LOL. That street’s got character, man! Sometimes, I get a rush of nostalgia mixed with anger – anger at how society sometimes forgets the importance of human touch. But then I laugh – like seriously, what a ride, you feel me?

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