myowngod,
This is my innocent look.
Despite having stood on the threshold of pharmaceutical & recreational experimentation...and plunging headlong! in the early 70's,soon being able to hear the brain cells dying,by 1975 I stuck to strictly being an Herbal Gardener/Field Tester.... thru the 80's and the first half of the 90's.
What you (tolerant) brethren are exposed to here is
simply the ramblings of an old burnouthippierebeloutlawbikerdropoutmercenaryheathenstagerigger.
And despite the blatantly obvious absence of (living,active) brain cells,since 1995 I have been a Psychiatric/Chemical Dependency RN...and therefore,
the only test I can pass on any given day,is a drug test!
And it's been 27 years,4 months and seven...eight days...since I woke up with a hangover.Before age 30,I knew I had a allergy/sensitivity to strong liquor...it causes me to break out in rectums.
A few times,it almost caused me to break out in handcuffs.
:thumbup:I do enjoy the occasional beer....but I have a no-more-than-3-in-24-hours rule if at home...and a Zero Tolerance rule (pun intended!) :foot: if I know I'll need to drive,or if I'm on-call.
Amazingly,I have a head full of memories...interspersed with total blank periods that leave me winding my butt & scratching my watch,
trying to remember anything that happened;some as long as the entire year:1973,f'r instance...
....but my imagination runs on & on forever,longer than a drunkard's dream.
~Gnarly