Friday night. Where are you and what are you doing? I'm in my metallic GTO, cruising up main street to the safeway store parking lot, flipping a bitch and going back down 10 blocks to the burger joint, flipping another bitch and cruising back up to the safeway again. Car has my girlfriends in it....smell of patchoulie and weed drifting from the open windows, tambourine being shaken in time to the tunes on the 8 track tape. Slowing down for guys in cars passing us to flirt, whoop, pass a quick joint, make arrangements to meet in the boondocks for some ripple wine,more joint passing and maybe some makeout time with whatever cute guy we happen to score. If we are really lucky, some guys in their military uniforms are cruising as well. Nothing is hotter than a man in uniform to my 19 year old mind. So...where were you on a friday night in 1971? Details, please.