Friday, October 28, 2011
The Synergy
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Sipping on beer #4 at 1601. Only 11 beers left. Sip. Buzz has been significantly blunted by heroic liver action. (Gee, thanks. I think. Sip.)
Poor Amy Winehouse drank herself to death. Was it intentional? We'll never know, of course. But in any case, Amy most probably had no clue about what I call 'The Synergy' between Alcohol and Marijuana: She only needed to take a couple hits of Good Weed after her first half-pint. Really. The Synergy would then have protected her: Buzz increases suddenly and dramatically and takes on a magical/mystical quality. Really mystical: Certain events of recent memory acquire a completely new perspective, often bringing the boozer/toker to tears of joy and understanding not possible with sobriety or booze alone. The Star Wars series produced the mantra, 'Trust The Force, Luke!' I have a new mantra for you: 'Trust The Synergy, Luke!'
The mystical awareness of The Synergy evaporates soon enough, of course, and you are left with only one desire: Pizza! (Or whatever.) You have come back down to earth and you are hooongry! You have 'the munchies.' You eat everything in sight! No more booze.
Is there a company called, 'Mystic Pizza?'
Sipping on beer #4 at 1601. Only 11 beers left. Sip. Buzz has been significantly blunted by heroic liver action. (Gee, thanks. I think. Sip.)
Poor Amy Winehouse drank herself to death. Was it intentional? We'll never know, of course. But in any case, Amy most probably had no clue about what I call 'The Synergy' between Alcohol and Marijuana: She only needed to take a couple hits of Good Weed after her first half-pint. Really. The Synergy would then have protected her: Buzz increases suddenly and dramatically and takes on a magical/mystical quality. Really mystical: Certain events of recent memory acquire a completely new perspective, often bringing the boozer/toker to tears of joy and understanding not possible with sobriety or booze alone. The Star Wars series produced the mantra, 'Trust The Force, Luke!' I have a new mantra for you: 'Trust The Synergy, Luke!'
The mystical awareness of The Synergy evaporates soon enough, of course, and you are left with only one desire: Pizza! (Or whatever.) You have come back down to earth and you are hooongry! You have 'the munchies.' You eat everything in sight! No more booze.
Is there a company called, 'Mystic Pizza?'
