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Originally Posted by Macfan4life
Me, You, and Chris should hang out sometime. I don't do it anymore but we each loved the feel of fermented grapes and other stuff.
I love the story of Chris telling when she owned a house in the Hollywood Hills in 1978 and her backyard and a pool over looking the valley. They had parties and blasted the new Steely Dan album. I think this is the one with "Colombian Gold" in it. She said her music would echo through the canyon. OMG, I want to be at this party!!!!!
Never had a problem with it but there was a time in my life when it was fun. But soon that turns into staying up all night and ruining the day. I never wanted to become "My third day up....his second nighter" kind of person. I was young and dumb but had fun 
High in my life
obsessive was my love
worth it was my time
you are fading out
Have fun, tell the world! |
I'd give anything to be at that party in the HH.
I never wanted to be that guy, either. Worst one ever....I was 22 or so, playing with my band, with "the other guy", and he invited me to a party after our show. There were probably 20 people there, with a dozen trays of blow making the rounds. I mean, you could literally do a line every 5 minutes, all night long, if you wanted to. Well, it had become around 10AM, and I literally felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest. I was shaking. It was time to go home!
I had about an hour drive home, and halfway there, I look in the mirror, and I had these huge coke rings around both of my nostrils!
But that was the hardest I ever hit it. And realized that that was too much!
Know what I really have zero desire to ever do again? Trip. I've been offered several times in the past few years, and I just have no desire to do that stuff anymore. Because it lasts TOO LONG. It's the SYW of drugs. If they could invent a 2 hour experience, I might be down with it. But there are too many Silver Girls in that 8 hour experience.