A crazy weekend with weed and mushrooms
Just because we’re old doesn’t mean we can’t still party! Jeff has been my best friend for the last fifteen years or so, way back before either one of us had kids.
We used to get crazy back in the day, then we got wives, had kids, and settled down.
Jeff and I only see each other a few times a year now, but whenever we do the old feelings come back and we tend to go a little off the rails. We drink whiskey like water, indulge in our old and mostly-discontinued tobacco vices, and of course smoke copious amounts of cannabis. Last summer Jeff and I actually had a few days free of the kids, so we loaded up on booze and cannabis and set out to get blotto. In a special surprise he saved for me, Jeff brought along a few doses of LSD to go with the cannabis. Personally, I don’t like to take any kind of psychedelic drugs if I don’t have an ample supply of cannabis on hand to temper it. The mushrooms can make me a little spacey, and smoking marijuana keeps me tethered to reality to some degree. The whole weekend was a blur, with multiple acid drops, two bottles of whiskey being consumed, and a constant haze of marijuana smoke filling the house. This is the sort of thing we can never do with the kids around, because the acid makes me loopy, and the secondhand cannabis smoke would be harmful to them. When the kids are home I always have to smoke cannabis outside.