Well well, another eventful weekend occured this weekend, Wormtown music Fest in Greenfield, Mass. A buncha jam-style bands were playing including Max Creek, Rev. Tor, RAQ, etc... So anyways we got some super heady mushroom chocolates and ended up eating them around 5-6pm last night and went adventuring, watching music, marading through nearby cornfields all in good fun. So then around 10 or 11 or so I was starting to come down, my friend Zak and I were walking out to the parking lot, about a 5-10 minute walk from the campsite, and we both had cottonmouth like a mofo so we decided we should get something to drink. We encountered a predicament though, none of the vendors were open. We were walking along and in a failed beverage mission we decide to proceed out to the car. So were walkin along, and at the last minute I was looking towards one of the vendors tents and I saw one of those 5 gallon water jug things with a stack of cups next to it. I proceed to walk towards it cause I was damn thirsty and stoned. Thinking it was water, I pour myself a cup and drank it. My friend does the same. I was surprised, it tasted like kool-aid...but then, it had a quite funky taste to it...so, we each drink another cups worth of it despite the taste and decided to venture out to the car....
10-15 minutes later...
D: 'Uhhh....Zak....can you feel your face?'
Z: 'Uhmmmm.........no, not at all'
D: 'I think we should go get some more of that kool-aid stuff'
5-6 Cups later we were off in la-la land. We went on an adventure through the wooded camping with no flashlights, no light at all. There was intense fog and it felt and looked like we were in a war movie. We kept hearing chinese gongs and people's voices echoeing in the background. This continure until about 4-5 am (not exactly sure, no watch) and we both passed out in the woods.
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