Barstow, California
Saturday, February 14, 2004
After a wonderful, colorful and totally strange acid trip in
Las Vegas on Valentine's Day, we left before sunrise and reached
Barstow, California, where we slept off the acid in a dingy motel room... The next morning, after smoking a joint next to the half-drained motel pool, we packed our things and climbed into the car. We made one more stop before leaving town... we stopped at a small grocery store, where I slipped two fifths of Jack Daniel's into the front pocket of my hoody and then ran out. The manager of the store chased after me as I dove into the car and we sped off, narrowly avoiding a
Barstow Police Cruiser that was parked at the stop light across the street. Adrenaline pumping, we flew out of town and on toward Hollywood...
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