VL-IV p 24, 25

[Josiah Miller]

>25-26 - "At least I'm not droppin it all over the place, includin my
>shirt, like I was out in some parkin lot"
>hearkening back to the parking lot confrontations between the surfers
>and the chicanos, but also to some male-bonding in other parking lots,
>scenes where he and Zoyd might have shared a meal and some beer, while
>Hector plied his pitch - always unsuccessfully, and maybe partly
>because Zoyd knew the places were "eyeswept"

This line about the parking lot and the shirt dropping reminds me of when in Samuel Delany's autobiography:  Motion of Light in Water, he talks about living in New York and going down to the truck stops where they had male orgies and blow jobs going on underneath the trucks in the parking lots - hence the loss of the shirt.

Josiah