Here, Vance has commented before I got back to this page, so that's good. Good. On the left, we have Martin leaning on the door of the Circle K. I think this is the one that is now the pet store next to Eldorado. The legend below it reads,
"This is Martin, the fool who came up with the idea for the expedition.". On the right, we get an image that is so typical of the sort of Humor Vance and I enjoyed. I'm not sure who the old lady is. I'm thinking maybe a relative of Vance's -- though the processing of the photo looks vaguely like high school photo lab stuff. Anyway, Vance has drawn ventriloquist dummy lines on her mouth -- similar to Terry Gilliam's animation on Monty Python's Flying Circus. But it's the text below that is so classic. "Lady who had nothing what-so-ever in the least, or in the most remotest way, to do with us. She is probably a fool and therefore in this book. We don't even like her." Again, we had no clue who this was.
Again, Martin with the quilted yoke "John Denver" style shirt leaning on a Circle-K. The missing photo was of Martin sitting on his Yamah RD350. I can't remember why the photo was taken out but it never made it back. The red photo corner holders were purchased at the now defunked Furrs photo shop on Juan Tabo. That was were we bought film and photo paper as well. The only thing that ever happened in that parking lot happened to Rick, Ginny and myself. On summer night we had left Alans trailor off of Central ave. and were sortta crusing home. I must have been riding the line on Juan Tabo and was pulled over by APD. I pulled into Furrs parking lot and started digging for my wallet. The cop had a passenger that night doing a "ride-a-long." Flashlight in the window at three young stoners and I hear, "step out of the truck." I open my wallet to get my DL and at the same time the cop looks directly at the NORML pin stuck to the inside of my wallet. Several minutes of questioning about where, what and when continued while the cop keep going back to shining the light on Rick and Ginny. He askes if he can search my truck and I say, "sure." Ginny blows a gasket(this is one of those times when you wish you had a romote control with a mute button for girlfriends),"you have no right to search us!",Ginny is yelling while Rick is trying to melt into the floorboard and possibly not be seen. Rick is rolling his eyes saying, "shut up Virginia." Now we are all three standing in the lot while Deputy Dog is dreaming of catching Pablo Escabar. He rifles through the glovebox and finds our 'concert bong.' (See 6" bong with a plastic cap on both ends to hold the water while it rests neatly inside your Dingo boots during transport into the concert hall). He shines the light into the one-hit bowl and exclaims, "look, there is residue. I could bust you for that alone." Here is where the phrase,"hind sight is 20/20" comes into play. I say, "well, no you can't. Under one ounce in New Mexico is a misdimenor punishable by a fine." WHY DID I SAY THAT? The cop goes into a fit and screams, "I saw your button in your wallet. I know what 'you people' are up to. If I was you I'd destroy this before I arrest you." I took the bong and tossed into the back of my truck and said, "I'll throw it away when I get home." He grabbed the bong, handed it to me and said, "NOW!" I tossed it on the ground and stepped on it and it broke into about 10 pieces. (Here comes the killer part) He said, and I shit you not, "now pick all of that up before I arrest you for littering!" I was given a warning and the three of us drove off into the night.
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