Posted on 05/15/2010 3:16:03 PM PDT by Slings and Arrows
The use of the drug LSD, or commonly referred to as acid, appears to be increasing especially among young adults in Arcata, according to an Arcata Police Department press release issued yesterday.
On April 18, officers responded to a residence to assist the Arcata Mad River Ambulance with a 31-year-old male subject who had just castrated himself. Medical personnel and officers were unable to locate the subjects testicles. He later told officers that he flushed them down the toilet as he feared they contained monsters.
(Excerpt) Read more at arcataeye.com ...
Of course, it IS possible that this man saved the entire town from... "The Spermatazoa That Ate Arcata!"
Ed Wood would approve (with the possible exception of his testicles).
Speaking of nasty hang-overs. I’ve had a few in my lifetime, but was almost always asleep when they set in.
However, there was this ONE night... June 26, 1984... Merriweather Post Pavillion, Columbia Maryland... I had consumed lots of beer as well as “some other stuff”... a very nice Grateful Dead Show had just ended, and there was another to come the next night (the closing Show of an East Coast Tour).
After the Show I wandered the parking lot for hours unable to sleep; and was, therefore, WIDE AWAKE while my alcohol-caused hangover developed. That was a VERY strange experience. Shortly after sun-up I walked to a nearby convenience store and bought a pint of blueberries and a half-gallon of grapefruit juice, which served as my breakfast and just about put me “right”.
For that night’s Show, I took it easy and thoroughly enjoyed another very nice Grateful Dead show with no mind-altering substances, intoxicants or other pharmacological accoutrements of any kind (which I used to do periodically anyway, and also HIGHLY recommended to any Deadheads who had not ever done it. With drugs, or without, those boys could PLAY).
On topic, though, I can honestly say that in all of my psychedelic experiences I never once CONSIDERED harming myself (or anyone else) in any way.
Give that man a Darwin award...
I like your handle, reminds me of an apropos joke...
Old truckers never die, they just get a new Peterbilt.
Don’t screw up the buzz...
ABSOLUTELY, ALL THAT IS REQUIRED IS REMOVING ONESSELF FROM THE GENE POOL IN AN ASTONISHINGLY STUPID WAY. I THINK THAT HE QUALIFIES. HOW MUCH REAL DAMAGE COULD A TINY MONSTER DO?
But mine is because instead of being a motor head in high school, I bought an old '65 KW and did a complete restoration on it.
Since then I've built 5 others from salvages and wrecks.
This is one of my favorites, an old oil field tanker that I made into a 850 hp, 2,000 ft lb. of torque, 130 mph road cruiser...
and my name is Rob so it all seemed appropriate
Nice! I have a lot of admiration for truckers... Long days and nights, away from the family (if they have one), foraging through a lot of danger with all the loonies on the path; all so I can get stuff locally. What a deal!
“Acid is groovy. Kill the pigs.” —J McDonald
They may very well have, well potential monsters anyway.
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