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This is what will happen if you take off your hat (and break your ankle I guess).

No more evil weed, redregon! This is you from the future -- a bleak precipice from which you can still step back! The ghost of munchies yet to come has done his work and can now fade back into the carved sandalwood doorway-beads from which he was driven..



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Sep. 18th, 2009 12:13 am (UTC)
Sandalwood is kind of expensive to be making doorway beads out of, innit? Why wouldn't they be distilling it for essential oil, or at least saving the beads for Buddhist malas? I call shenanigans; the last doorway-bead-hangers I smoked up with hung pure plastic, which at least kept the stuff out of landfills.
Sep. 18th, 2009 02:23 pm (UTC)
Hmm.. I thought they just steamed the woods for the oils and so you could reuse them afterward, but actually I have no clue how the essential oils are extracted from trees. I'd like to believe that they set them up in luxurious Swedish sauna spas with cucumbers over their eyes and rubbed with Dead Sea stones like how they get mink oil (or so I'm told but either way it's got to be more pleasant than how they get rapeseed oil). Plastic beads are too '70s coke-party, in my mind, for hippies; they need to have something 'organic' that can actually absorb patchouli scent and release it over several hours like an Effexor XR.

And eh btw are you still going by the nickname of "Ka" or will saying that now bring other birds instead?
Sep. 18th, 2009 03:17 pm (UTC)
Nickname is still fine. I just ran across the Leonard Cohen quote about poetry and figured the pretentiousness quotient on my journal needed to be even greater than it already was.

Effexor, EW. Jesus Hopping Christ at a disco, that shit had absolutely the worst "discontinuation syndrome" (aka hideous fucking withdrawal) of any antidepressant I've ever been on.

But Wordy McWordenstein, I have been in many a hippie house with plastic beads that were being carefully kept out of the landfill.

Edit for dumb. Some motherfucker was chainsmoking cigars (seriously, four in 20 minutes) at the bus stop this morning, so I had to use my inhaler and may not be at my full oxygen saturation.

Edited at 2009-09-18 03:19 pm (UTC)
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Sep. 18th, 2009 02:26 pm (UTC)
Not quite that red but still pretty red IMO. You should buy some Clairol and just go full tilt, and be like Carrot Top before the roids. It makes the hippy look more complete, I think.
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