Was hoping this months electric bill wouldn’t be that high. The bill showed up today looking like this.
I know that there has been a growing fear arising since the early 70’s, but never heard anything about molesters growing up… I was a latchkey kid: At 12 years old I used to ride my bike 35 minutes to school, took busses to the beach alone, and wandered the streets of San Diego all night long… I was one of those “bad kids” who crawled out their window at night and didnt return home till dawn. It wasn’t a concern. It didn’t seem that the maniacal paranoid delusions of molesters being everywhere took hold until the 90’s.
Me too but I’d return just before dawn as to avoid detection.
I remember I’d go to donut shops at 12:01 to get the brand new day olds. Sometimes we ate them. Sometimes we threw them at stuff.
Me to until I could get out the basement window anymore easily. 
Shit that’s smart. Here I was hiding in a raving with a fire cooking potatos.
I had an actual door to the outside in my bedroom.
My older girlfriend would put her family car in neutral, drift down the driveway with the engine off to keep her parents from waking and pick me up.
We’d stay out until about 4:30 or 5AM and return home.
Then we’d skip school or at least the first half and sleep for a few hours.
Good times…
I just had to be back in my bedroom by 6am, when my dads alarm would wake him 
My house had bars on the doors and windows, so I had to make sure to unlock the bars at an early enough time that the rents would notice the sound of them being opened 
Needless to say, my window had the most well-oiled hinges in the house
Back then, the early 80’s, people had house parties that anyone could come to for a $2-3 door fee, and there would be buds, coke, kegs, and a band, all being shared for that fee. We would get high or drunk and crash out on people’s frontyard lawns on the way home 
I would hope that every child could have such an awesome childhood as I feel I had
I did this at a girlfriend’s house with my motorcycle and was promptly stopped by a cop with a bunch of hash in my pocket.
Yes this is where most of the donuts ended up.
Unfortunately I think not.
