Me? I am cool and I am fun.

I wrote this when i was high...

You can tell a lot about a person by the way they smoke their tea. For one, how about starting at on how a person greets their freaky friend. You know, how they take in the sweet aroma of that sticky inky just before diving in…or maybe how your mood is directly correlated to of what fashion the smoke was put in the air that particular master stroke. Or the way that when they’re blazed they get so Murphy Law’d out that they feel compelled to make up their own words and play the piano with their eyes closed!

But let me tell ya, nothing, and when I say nothing I mean NOTHING, can compare to the way they might feel when they start getting the munchies and decorate a table with a spread of goodies that would please King TuT in Egypt and Ray Charles in Inglewood, CA. Furthermore, you might even be as far as frightened when you start Googling things like “Ray Charles’s grave site location” at 11:30 a.m. on a Thursday afternoon in your pajamas. Maybe even scared when you don’t know what is worse, the fact of you doing this, the fact that many others are doing it, or the fact that you’re at peace when you think to yourself, “wouldn’t it be cool to smoke an L’ standing over Bob Marley’s grave site. And how ever Mecca’d out you are, you will be floating when you start listening to the Heptones and thinking about the durability of Tostito’s Nacho Cheese Dip if accidentally left out for the night, and conclude that if we Italians hang cheese from the rafters in order to age the taste, why the hell won’t this cheese right here be groovy. My left brain. // I left it out. We are all high.

Smiling

Thinking

My hair

On the Road, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, The Beatles, FOOD!!

love, music, little kids, puppies, moon and stars

fun...bringing back the late 60's...legalizing the tea

lacing up my dancing shoes

I love watching spongebob

you want to be free!