booze & 'drugs'

Beer
... first sip back when I was around idunno, 11, 12 maybe ... my grandpa was at the fender well of this flatbed trailer that was sittin' up by the garage on the road down to the river ... asked me if I wanted to try a drink of his beer ... bitter stuff first time around ...
... later on you finally get people you like to party with and have some keg parties ... good times ...

... one thing about any of it though, there was thought earlier how I have small hands and might would have done good with violin had I kept at it, my parents didn't encourage it, best I can recollect ... ... partyin' maybe a similar thing, I don't know if I ever say saw my dad drink a beer, when my parents were together, most all of the years they were married, 'we went to church most every time the doors were open' ... I wonder if since my parents didn't teach me 'responsible partyin', I wouldn't want to blame them, they're from where they're from kinda thing ... still, if they'd had it to teach, I think partyin' could have a lot better reputation if people were taught how to party more responsibly ... I don't necessarily mean not drinkin' and drivin', some seem to go overboard with that, when it's maybe not different than drivin' really tired, and, some people can't drive anyway, while there are others that can hold their liquor pretty good and drive really good too ... 'responsibly'? ... I mean like without the party negatively effecting other facets or aspects of life, here's my party life, I got this evening, but, when Monday (or whenever comes) and it's time to go to work I'm there and solid for it ... that's just reflectin' back though ... some 30 years ago almost now for some of it ... not intended to preach so much as for someone to think on if they haven't; and, if they would want to given a fair choice ... so much goes in one ear and out the other sometimes I don't know if placin' it this way could help ... I don't want reaction, as rebellion, I don't want, like I say to sound preachy, I want to try and convey what it was like and how it may could have been better in some ways, possibly, I don't know if it could've been better ... (ramble to edit later I guess)


Marijuana
... what it was like to smoke weed (marijuana) with some dudes, how there'd be like 5 or 6 people sittin' around, on the couch, in a chair, in the floor ... like 2 or 3 people got bags and though some of us didn't realize it at the time the cross smoke made for breaking up the tolerance, I suppose nowdays, and some good stoned highs ... ... maybe sounds like a figment to anyone ain't been there, and, maybe I was just lucky to have been, idunno ... it had it's shortcomings you know, there weren't life meaning conversations and the bonds I developed, myself, were shallow, they weren't lasting, they were as much maybe about the scene as the people in it, maybe that's bad to say ... maybe there's a confidentiality of sorts to some and ain't cool to talk openly about in mixed company, even though I've mentioned no names ...

last revised: Thursday, September 19, 2013