Making amends and learning yet another lesson to not always be so OTT rebellious, I apologized, Doug accepted and we became very close friends.

Inviting me the next weekend to have dinner with him and his wife Wendy, I discovered that both were very much into smoking weed.

Instead of buying ounce bags like I did, Doug and Wendy would buy “bricks” (a kilo) and sell just enough lids to make a little profit and be able to smoke for free.

Used to be smoking pinheads, Wendy was a master at rolling perfectly round cigar-like joints.

After dinner, Gleason ~ a wannabe "new age" guru hippie and his 8 member gangsta tribe came over for dessert.

A Vietnam War vet, Gleason was also a Safeway Food Store employee in the grocery department.

Part of a pseudo Hells Angel group made up of mostly Vietnam War veterans that also worked at our Safeway, they were famous for driving their Harleys, Triumphs and Indians during the graveyard shift throughout the store!

Pre-ubiquitous camera days, they would crack open beers, bottles of wine, make free dinners for the crew at the in-store Snack Bar, and then we’d all back it up with some very potent Thai Stick.

On one shift @ 7 o’clock in the morning, I was so stoned and drunk that Bob Smoot told me that I better get a move-on, or else I would never finish sweeping and mopping the entire floor before the store opening at 9 A.M.

Noticing that I needed help, he reached into his pocket and palmed me some “Bennies”, which were amphetamines.

Always a disciple of more is better, I decided to pick six instead of the three dose he suggested.

Backing up the little white pills with a strong cup of coffee, they kicked in within 20 minutes.

My heart pounding and sweating profusely, very few times in my life have I ever moved so fast that I felt totally out of my body.

Punching the timeclock, I headed home starting to feel a little woozy.

Not only was I exhausted from being awake over 24 hours, I got sick to my stomach and had a very prolonged bathroom experience.

Like always with her ear to the door and wondering why I was in there so long, Lita became very worried listening to me non-stop heaving.

Confirming to her that I was okay as I lay on the tile floor under the bowl, I promised myself that my speed days were over, or so I thought.

Pray to The Holy Spirit constantly and simply from your heart, just as earnestly as He was your very best friend.

+ through Divine Intimacy ~ He IS!

(3) Billy Idol - Speed [Official Music Video by the movie "Speed"] - YouTube

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