Getting my ass kicked again (Cerebral Itch part 3)

The story so far: It’s fall, 1988. I scored a job in Edina, and a place to stay in Minneapolis. My Mom just offered to sell me her car dirt cheap. I was puzzled at her motivation, so I decided to recall a story from the year before, to make sense of what was occuring. This story, taking place on Valentines Day 1987, begins with Mikey and I being picked up in Forest Lake by a friend that I had had while living with my Dad in Rosemount. When we aked him where we were going, he said he was taking us to St.Paul. And here the story continues…