It was 1975, and for my 17th birthday I received two tickets to see George Carlin at the Circle Star Theater in San Carlos (here’s more about that story).
But who to invite? There was this girl in high school that I’d known for a few years. We had first met in junior high when we represented our schools on a committee to choose our school colors, mascot, etc. I had long admired her — she was gorgeous, popular, super friendly, and always had a smile. Even though we ran in the same circle of friends, she seemed way over …