Happened while I was a senior in high school circa 1994. Lived in a small University town so drugs were never a problem to find and I corrupted a friend of mine into taking acid and smoking pot - which he still does to this day (pot, at least). Another friend of mine was a top-level acid person who personally knew the people who made the stuf and would come back from parts unknown with dripping wet acid sheets, which I got at the friend discount of $1/per. (Sadly the DEA managed to bust him 1 or 2 years after he STOPPED dealing and he got a 10 year mandatory minimum - fucking shame because he is so smart). Anyway, on to the trip. My friend and I decided to ditch school for the afternoon and drop some blotter and see where the day took us. And boy, did it take us to some fantastic places. We started our trip in the University's arboretum, which has a small creek flowing through it and all kinds of plants growing. There are walking/bike trails that encircle the whole area (it's shaped like a huge oval) so we walked along just generally bullshitting and smoking weed as we started our way up the curve to peakiness. I remember some lady asking me for directions to a certain building and I couldn't answer her. There are benches all along the arbo for people to sit on, and I remember us laughing hysterically at a memorial bench we sat on to roast some bowls because it is called the "Basil bench". We decided to leave the arboretum and head over to a small community called Village Homes. This is an eco-friendly development with solar panels on houses, energy efficient designs, etc. Full of parks and greenbelts. We stopped at a park and talked to this little kid - it was so fucking strange, it was like he was on our wavelength or something. We called him nubial (LOL) and while we didn't freak him out, he kind of freaked us out. Amazed at this evil little kid could communicate with us, we moved on and were getting to the peak of the trip. We found this odd secluded area that's like a street except covered with lush grass. We lay down in must have been the gutter because I swear we could hear every toilet in town being flushed through this drainage culvert in the gutter. Pretty funny. Still trippin hard, we drive out f town into the fields and observed the night sky in all its glory. This was so long ago I know I;m missing some details but man, what a day. Great time. I have lots of other stories, but that one just really stands out.
yeah, that's awesome. that's around the time kaleidescopes and white fluff were going around South Jersey and Philly (late 1994), and I had just graduated... ahh yes... good times, good times. $3/per was the cheapest we got it, and 150 per page; but it was reeeal guud white fluff
Not sure what the blotter was, but I kind of remember it being the Beavis & Butthead blotter. Great stuf!
