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Stumpage Reports
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Sunday, August 31, 2003 :::
The Best Acid Trip Ever
Seated on the hood of the first car I pulled up to, probably a Camaro or Mustang, was a guy with a goatee and a black rock and roll concert t-shirt. I took one look at him and he said, "Wanna buy some acid?" Since I had come to that shopping center for that exact purpose, our business was quickly done. Twelve dollars exchanged for four small pieces of paper, printed with colored pictures of Snoopy on his doghouse. It was June 1981, and our senior trip was looking good.
Shortly after graduation, me and a good friend drove three hours north to Mackinac Island. Mackinac is still a nice place, an island in beween the upper and lower peninsulas of Michigan. You have to take a boat there and no cars allowed on the island. The island has a little village, filled with its famous fudge shops and a really cool fort.
We each did one hit of the acid as soon as we got on the boat. Things started happening and they weren't real linear. A couple highlights: we went into a store to buy cigarettes. We managed that amazingly complex task OK, then the lady at the counter said "Is that all?" We became convinced we could not leave the store until we bought something else, so I grabbed a roll of assorted Lifesavers candy. Later on, we realized it was good I purchased the assorted ones, because we could enjoy the different colored trails the candies left as we sat in the woods and tossed them in the air.
There was a great wax museum called "The Haunted Theatre" that had some great Lovecraftian creatures in it. I think we went through it at least twice. I remember towards the end of the afternoon, sitting on a huge green lawn in front of The Grand Hotel. We were watching a dog frolic on the grass, which was real interesting because there were so many damn air molecules in between us and the dog. We decided that was a good time to split one of the other hits of acid.
Back at our hotel that evening (it took us while to get there, those pine trees whip by the car window really fast even when you're going 20 miles an hour), we popped in our tapes of Pink Floyd's Piper at the Gates of Dawn and Jimi Hendrix's Electric Ladyland, both de rigueur among our crowd for a trip. We also had a mix tape that contained music by Electric Prunes and Frijid Pink.
We remembered being amazed the music from Electric Ladyland that came out of the right speaker was neon green, while the left speaker spewed forth neon purple wavy lines. Another event of cosmic significance was when the Hendrix song "House Burning Down" was playing, the local news showed some footage of a building on fire. Oh man...that was heavy. I also remember the host of the game show Let's Make a Deal having an eye patch and a parott on his shoulder.
Thats all there's room for today kiddies. I'd do a blog entry called "The Worst Acid Trip Ever" but there weren't any. I still keep in touch with the above-referenced friend. He's doing well and has a had a perfectly normal son. Neither of do that stuff anymore, but we still cherish the memories, and neither of us have listened to those albums quite the same way since.
::: posted by tom at 4:38 PM
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