August 27th, 2008
“Son of a bitch, you’re running up the meter!”27 comments
August 20th, 2008
"Hey bro, remember me? You wrote that story about me in the paper."3 comments
August 13th, 2008
“It’s the Californians, man, the Californians are the worst.”15 comments
August 6th, 2008
The middle-aged man I picked up at Vendetta is in a hyperactively verbose lather ...0 comments
July 23rd, 2008
When I step into the obese old woman's apartment5 comments
July 16th, 2008
The obese old woman at Fred Meyer has a bad hip and a wheelchair...8 comments
July 9th, 2008
“...I need to take a shower first and wash all of this blood off.”6 comments
July 2nd, 2008
“So I’ve got these two women in the back of my cab who just refuse to get out...”8 comments
June 25th, 2008
“My friend’s getting divorced, and he’s really drunk,” says the bartender...8 comments
June 18th, 2008
There’s nothing like a good Friday night, and I’m referring to the money.3 comments
[November 23rd, 2005] "Do you know who Richard Alpert is?" The name sounds familiar, wait, wasn't he—"He's better known as Ram Dass." "Oh yeah, I've read some of his writing about the whole Timothy Leary crew." This was a group of intellectuals who took LSD back when it was legal, actively proselytizing about its virtues. Richard Alpert, professor, became Ram Dass, spiritualist, and this lady in my cab is a good friend of his.
We got here because of discussing LSD, but I honestly cannot remember how I got on that topic with this attractive yet motherly (in a MILF sort of way) woman in the first place. Her being from San Francisco is hardly sufficient. But whatever the reason, we're now sharing our LSD experiences, hers with the brand-name designer acid from back in the day, my own more muted and solitary trips of the '90s. About how everyone who does acid gets this feeling of kinship with her fellow bipeds, and has the fantasy of giving the stuff to world leaders to bring about peace. About how the sex is mind-blowing, no esoteric pun intended.
I tell her I've never even smoked weed or had a beer—LSD was the only recreational drug I've done, which she thinks is very cool, albeit incredibly unusual. We're almost at the airport, and I almost want to park the cab and wait for her plane with her, to keep talking. She says she helps with the 74-year-old Dass' website, that I should check it out. I most certainly will.
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