one of my favorite things to do ever!

eat about half an ounce and go walk around the river. tons of fun. especially in the middle of the day when no one's around.

it was also nice that time me and my gf did them and walked around the river. in the middle of the day.

not crap. no waffles.

I have a dear friend (we'll call him Smokey) who enjoys an occasional trip through the shroom patch. These trips, if I understand it, are most enjoyable for Smokey if he can "get lost," you know? So they tend to planned around vacations in the woods, the desert, or other such middle-of-nowhere locales.

One such vacation, a group camping expidition at Oswald State Park in Oregon (quite lovely), Smokey awoke before the group, had "breakfast", and by the time the rest of us were up, he had already planned a day trip of his own.

Armed with only a videocamera, Smokey set off through the trees. I wondered, as a good friend is prone to do, if this was such a wise idea, letting Smokey go through the woods on his own, drenched in psychedelic mindset. What could I do? He was gone.

We went about our day, hiking, beach-combing, snacking, with no sign of Smokey. Finally, just before sunset, Smokey returned with footage.

Now, my days of tripping are well behind me, and I general don't find much interest in the "psychedelic lifestlye." But Smokey gave me a copy of his videocassete, and it is something that, to this day, both insipres and mesmerizes me.

Minutes of out-of-focus dead jellyfish in the sand footage, cut mindnumblingly fast, straight to a FULLY ZOOMED shot of the center of the sun, then a leaf blowing delicately on the end of a branch, then running through the woods, then more beach, then seagull shit, piles and piles of seagull shit, then the lenscover closed--black screen--and just the sound of feet tromping for minutes on end.

I don't pretend to understand how this thing was made, nor do I wish to try to relive it, but it is definitely among my TOP 5 movies of all time.


For Smokey's Oswald footage, Not Crap.

Bambouche wrote:I have a dear friend (we'll call him Smokey) who enjoys an occasional trip through the shroom patch. These trips, if I understand it, are most enjoyable for Smokey if he can "get lost," you know? So they tend to planned around vacations in the woods, the desert, or other such middle-of-nowhere locales.

One such vacation, a group camping expidition at Oswald State Park in Oregon (quite lovely), Smokey awoke before the group, had "breakfast", and by the time the rest of us were up, he had already planned a day trip of his own.

Armed with only a videocamera, Smokey set off through the trees. I wondered, as a good friend is prone to do, if this was such a wise idea, letting Smokey go through the woods on his own, drenched in psychedelic mindset. What could I do? He was gone.

We went about our day, hiking, beach-combing, snacking, with no sign of Smokey. Finally, just before sunset, Smokey returned with footage.

Now, my days of tripping are well behind me, and I general don't find much interest in the "psychedelic lifestlye." But Smokey gave me a copy of his videocassete, and it is something that, to this day, both insipres and mesmerizes me.

Minutes of out-of-focus dead jellyfish in the sand footage, cut mindnumblingly fast, straight to a FULLY ZOOMED shot of the center of the sun, then a leaf blowing delicately on the end of a branch, then running through the woods, then more beach, then seagull shit, piles and piles of seagull shit, then the lenscover closed--black screen--and just the sound of feet tromping for minutes on end.

I don't pretend to understand how this thing was made, nor do I wish to try to relive it, but it is definitely among my TOP 5 movies of all time.


For Smokey's Oswald footage, Not Crap.

You should sell copies of this tape. I want one. I will buy one. It sounds fuckin' sweet.

oucheh wrote:I ended up eating shrooms before a Bennigans employee Christmas party,..

this made me laugh like a drain.

Marsupialized wrote:They had a moose head on the wall wearing sunglasses and it was staring at me telling me through some sort of mind link that he was very disappointed in me for being there and look what they did to him and I was next.

OH SH!T !!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH!!!!!!111
I can't even read the rest of this !!!!!!AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAA

*Wipes tear & continues reading*

BTW, I've felt like that in bars full of white people down south, after only a few good joints. No skeletons though.

I just thought of something, I have a friend and she's super pregnant. I saw her a week or so ago and she told me a long story about how she ate shrooms in Egypt...she was in egypt like 2 weeks ago....now I'm no doctor or anything but something tells me that shrooms aren't too good for a growing baby. She was also drinking a rum and coke, she insists the doctor told her that rum is good for pregnant women to drink.
Man, I can't wait to see how fucked up this baby comes out.

EDIT: Nevermind.