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Hippiekinkster -> RE: I remember when (3/2/2008 5:59:12 PM)
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ORIGINAL: MistressVnus
Geeeesh, I remember all that and the day I watched the funeral for John F. Kennedy, and John Jr. doing his little salute.
I think I was about 5. I started crying.
I remember when hitchiking all over town (or cross cournty) wasn't dangerous.
I remember when you could sneak into the juke joints in Chicago with no I.D. whatsoever as long as you were with a few older friends.
I remember being able to buy cigs and beer w/o being carded.
I remember TJ Swan (Easy Nights and Mellow Days) and Ripple wine.
I remember windowpane, purple microdot, and orange barrels. (hehehehehhehehe)
I remember the huge rolling paper that came out of the Cheech N Chong album, "Big Bamboo"
I remember doupers and greasers.
I remembe when you could shoot pool for .25 cents.
I'm sure there is more. But, you get the picture.
God damn, I was going to mention the acid! Purple double-dome (microdot), the windowpane, Owsley White Lightning, Nick Sands' Orange Sunshine (what you call the barrel) and so on...I dealt Sunshine. Bought a bunch in New Orleans from some folk affiliated with the Brotherhood of Eternal Love. They had what they called Holy Acid. Had that twice. Remarkable. The only place I know of to get decent acid now is Vancouver, BC. I know folks who grow mushrooms, but they have a heavy body load (for me).
I hitched all over the place. Over 10,000 miles. Had some killer adventures.
Remember when JFK was shot and the Beatles were on Ed Sullivan.
Remember me living in Richmond, VA for a spell, real close to VCU in the Fan District (cobblestone sidewalks, gas lights, lots of Sunshine hehehe) when I had my hair super-long (pic on profile) and I couldn't walk down the street without some horny chick tripping me and beating me to the ground. [:D]
Lots of other good stories and memories.
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