Brain Cells

10/18/90

Today, 3 drunken sorority girls warned me of the danger of marijuana.

One said “it’ll kill your brain cells. You look like a smart boy, I’d hate for you to get stupid over dope, promise me that you’ll quit, for me.”

The second said: “Do you want a wife? do you want a girlfriend? Then don’t smoke out! Boys who smoke out are lazy and slow.”

The third just groaned: “Tell the room to stop spinning, I think I’m gonna be sick!”

I smiled:

“My weed has worn off, now I can work, but your beer still spins the room for you.”

So far I have been harassed for being a vegetarian and gentle pothead; for not supporting the possible war in Iraq, for calling for the impeachment of Bush, for being a member of the Peace & Freedom party, and for not liking the “system” & for smoking nutmeg. I’ve got to quit the band & get up to Santa Cruz.