SZJ PSA: Don't drop acid and listen to Joy Division late at night

[SweetZombieJesus]

...with all of the lights off....in nothing but your underpants. Just..don't, k kids?

Now you know, and knowing is half the battle.

[SweetZombieJesus]

1. Addendum: And then don't try and read the time travel thread whilst

tripping. Your head might explode.

In several timelines, it did, in fact. Thank God it's still intact in this mainline.

[flamingyouth]

2. That's generally good advice

[SweetZombieJesus]

3. Love your sig, fy

Great quote. I may have to etch that on my guitar underneath "This Machine Kills Facists".

[flamingyouth]

9. It would be a good combination, I think

[5thGenDemocrat]

4. True acid story

I went to a party up in Bay City about, oh, fifteen years ago with a friend and eight dollars in my pocket. A guy was selling blotter for $5/hit and, considering our prospective beer expenses, we couldn't afford it. Bummer.
So we're sitting there, contemplating which of us was going to be stuck with the beer run and watching all the other silly people beginning their meltdowns when another friend, let's call her Noelle, came up to us and said "I just got this liquid acid from some Deadhead friends of mine in San Francisco -- would you each like a drop?"
"Us? Would WE like some? Why...why, sure!!"
So she pulled out her little bingo bottle and placed a single drop on our palms. We ingested them and sat back to wait for the pretty colors.
Thirty minutes later...forty-five minutes later...and nothing. And there was Noelle again.
"How you doing?"
"Nothing much yet."
"Would you like a second drop?"
Brad said "no," while I said "sure."
Bip. Ingest. One minute and 17 seconds later, the first hit kicked in. Really REALLY kicked in. Two hours or so after that (who can keep track of time when one is tripping?), The Martians (or maybe they were Venusians) landed right across the street from the apartment. Right damned outside. I mean, the flashing lights..the whirring and zizzing...the mothership...the whole thing.
"Goddammit," I thought, "of all the nights the extraterrestrials choose to visit Earth, they have to pick the ONE night I'm TRIPPING MY ASS OFF!!" I asked everyone if they saw them, too -- but they must have been ever more messed up than I was -- because they didn't.
Their loss. It was a great show -- though I never did actually got to meet the little critters. Apparently, they left before I straightened up.
Still, it was one of the most exciting things I ever witnessed. And I've never seen the Martians again. Neither, as far as I know, has Brad -- though I haven't actually asked him.
John
I've never done acid since then, either. Somehow, it would just be anti-climactic.

[Ellen Forradalom]

5. I did that stuff before you were born, young man

I did it so you don't have to, so try not to be so foolish again, please.

[SweetZombieJesus]

6. I enjoy it sir or madam, so I wouldn't call it foolish

But next time I shan't listen to something so flipping dark, in the dark, while reading about time travel and Noam Chomsky and our creeping facism. Kind of increases the already present dread levels.

Next time, I'll stick with the tried and true Beatles/Dead/Olivia Tremor Control triumrative. Oh, and not take Percoset in addition to the acid. Yep.

[wtmusic]

7. I'd blame it on the Percoset

and not auditory influx. But WTF do I know?

[SweetZombieJesus]

8. Prolly. And two hits was one too many.

Ugh, now I remember why I hated acid back in high school. Strictly shrooms for me from now on. No more of this man made shit, I'll be lucky if I get two hours of sleep before work.

[5thGenDemocrat]

10. I think you're right

I did two and saw the visitors. Brad did one and didn't see shit. Years later, I'm pretty sure I was just hallucinating but, to be existential here for just a second, who knows? I mean, who REALLY knows?
John
Anyhow, it's that existentialism stuff that got me to stop dropping. Good luck on the sleep thing.

[Exultant Democracy]

11. Absinthe...

my buddy just got back from Europe today and he got picked up a bottle for us.
It took some hard work because the stuff tase so so bad, but we managed to kill it and in the process go absolutly insane.

It was a very differnt trip,, pretty intense, but without visuals and it only lasted a few hours. What I did get was the kind of feeling that you have when you go to a horror movie, like scared out of my mind and loving it. I guess the whole gothic yale buildings things in the middle of sketchy new haven didn't help much, I just kept waiting for monsters to jump out at me from the shadows.

edit: WTF I was just feeling sane again and I went to the time travel thread, it should have a warring lable.