wow.. seeing this thread made me remember back when i was about 17 or 18...on a labor day weekend in easton mass, by a stroke of rare luck i had managed to get my hands on an z of some pretty decent mid grade weed, 4 hits of this killer white blotter (the year was 96 or 97, the stuff was going around the south shore of boston all summer long and to this day is the strongest blotter ive ever taken or heard of. not for the rookie tripper) and a half ounce of shrooms, what variety im not sure, but i do know the stuff was grown wild in western mass. i think i started off by dropping two of the tabs and smoking prolly an eigth to the head waiting for it to kick in.. after that everything gets blurry.. i remember lots off giggles, somehow i managed to persuade some girlfriends of mine to give me a ride to dortchester, the neighborhood i had really grown up in, and i spent the next 3 days wandering around port norfolk tripping my balls off, and gobbling a good gram of shrooms ever other hour. i learned to roll with a dollar bill, because i the acid makes for poor motor control and i kept ripping papers haha crazy times. there was a lightning storm, which was probably one of the most intense moments ive ever had on any drug, but not in a bad trip kind of way. i felt totally in touch with things and at complete ease most of the whole trip... and since it was labor day weekend i spent most of my time flitting from block party to block party. i learned you shouldnt try to have sex while on massive amounts of hallucinatory substances
i also had a good 2 hour philosophic conversation with a bum... which i cannot remember a single word of.. good times, but thankfully i outgrew that stuff along time ago. lsd and shrooms are really some things a person should just dabble in, the long term damage you do to your brain is something you regret only after the fact, and these days, from what i hear most of the crap out there is synthetic mesc mixed with some strichnine and thats just wrong.
