Let us just say I am glad I wasn’t driving that night. Normally I can’t stand letting someone else drive my car but…whoo..I mean..wow. Do not go somewhere loud like I did. (Went to see a band called ‘The Assholes’) Nice guys but too loud when you are doing ‘shrooms. Plus the drummer knew, I mean KNEW, I was shroomin’ and, of course, proceeded to f* with me. What is it that makes people decide that messing with someones head on psychedilics is a good idea? If, and I do mean if, I were to do it again I would take Bill Hicks advice and lay in a field looking up at the sky and say to myself, “I love everybody.”