Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Awake!
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Speaking of the Today Show, their Friday pre-halloween show was the most spectacular ever. It brought back memories of the first time I ever saw Star Wars. Slightly buzzed on 'shrooms, I drove us all home that night in our '66 T-Bird totally awake. Good thing we had all shared the 'shrooms, otherwise I would not have been safe to drive, as a later experiment with LSD served to instruct me. (I had dropped a dose of Acid, but Jenny was not tripping with us that night and wanted me to drive her to a friend's house about ten minutes away. I figured I had plenty of time before the Acid kicked in. Wrong. The drive there was normal, but the return trip went rapidly downhill as my visual world became stranger and stranger. I slowed down accordingly, of course, and for a while I feared that I would not be able to find our home at 7152 South Franklin street even though I was on that street headed in the proper direction. The Acid took that opportunity to disassemble me even further, but my visual world began to make sense again about a block from our house and I managed to finish the trip without mishap as I recognized where I was. Whew! Close call... You do not want to spend an hour alone parked in your car doing Acid while your family searches for you.)
Speaking of the Today Show, their Friday pre-halloween show was the most spectacular ever. It brought back memories of the first time I ever saw Star Wars. Slightly buzzed on 'shrooms, I drove us all home that night in our '66 T-Bird totally awake. Good thing we had all shared the 'shrooms, otherwise I would not have been safe to drive, as a later experiment with LSD served to instruct me. (I had dropped a dose of Acid, but Jenny was not tripping with us that night and wanted me to drive her to a friend's house about ten minutes away. I figured I had plenty of time before the Acid kicked in. Wrong. The drive there was normal, but the return trip went rapidly downhill as my visual world became stranger and stranger. I slowed down accordingly, of course, and for a while I feared that I would not be able to find our home at 7152 South Franklin street even though I was on that street headed in the proper direction. The Acid took that opportunity to disassemble me even further, but my visual world began to make sense again about a block from our house and I managed to finish the trip without mishap as I recognized where I was. Whew! Close call... You do not want to spend an hour alone parked in your car doing Acid while your family searches for you.)
