Ebrie, cave OR Mushrooms and Moi

I've never taken any kind of mushroom before...excepting the kind you put on a salad. But I've been reading some things, and my interest level finally reached the tipping point, so I stopped in at 502 Hemp (👍👍👍💪) and consulted my friend Rocko about what 🍄 product would be the best choice to blow my mind.

Rocko handed me 

Which sounded like the perfect ticket. On the back there was a dosage guide:

Mr. DeMille?

Well. As tempted as I was to go whole hog on this, I thought I'd better bend to discretion for my first 🍄 outing, so I broke off two of the 16 pieces.

After an hour I started feeling that special feeling. I was excited. More than ready to have my 🤯. 

I waited.

And waited.

The feeling began to recede. 

And then 🐡 it was gone.

Ok. Clearly I'd lowballed it. So the next day I ate the rest, clearly putting me into the WALLS MIGHT MELT category.

After a little while I started to get that special feeling.

I waited.

And waited.

The feeling began to recede. 

And then 🐡 it was gone.

Razz a frazzin frickin frackin...that shit cost me $25.

Back to Delta 8 and / or 9 for me.

Three Sheets to the Wind

The surprising things you learn when you read:

https://www.etymonline.com/word/canvas

In the book I'm reading (Sea of Poppies by Amitav Ghosh), when the boss is away the sailors smoke Ganga. If they don't have any, they scrape the sails and smoke that.

 

Billy Jack, anyone?

Not only do I own the whole series of Billy Jack movies...I actually saw the second one (Billy Jack 1971) in the theater. But until ten minutes ago I had no idea that there were Billy Jack novels:

Billy Jack by Frank and Teresa Christina

&

The Trial of Billy Jack by Howard Liebling

Both of them are a bit pricey...upwards of $25 on Amazon...but the latter is available for free at 

https://archive.org/details/trialofbillyjack0000howa

Yesiree Bob. 

A nice surprise.

I was reading Maria of Guadalupe by Paul Badde to Jacqueline today and ran across this:

Which made me exceedingly happy because

"Spalato is the Italian name for the city of Split, Croatia."

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spalato_(disambiguation)

And 

is one of my all-time favorite novels.

Thanks, Universe.

DDR: Going Long : The Wild Ten Year Saga of the Renegade American Football League in the Words of Those Who Lived It by Jeff Miller

 

This one has been a long time coming. I bought it (from 😍Thrift Books 😍) September 07, 2022. Started reading it right away and was quite taken with it, But then as often happens I wandered away to other things This is why my daily devotional reading is so important to me.

xviii + 398 = 416 pages

Day 1 (DDRD 3,248) September 25, 2026

Read to page 32.

NOW I remember why I stopped reading this book. And I misremembered liking it. I stopped because it was so strangely constructed. Each page has snippets from different interviews.

I suppose it's an original way to tell the story, but it's kind of a pain in the ass. 

But I'm going to take a run at this anyway. A book that interviews Roman Gabriel can't be all bad, right?

https://fartheroffthewall.com/2024/07/14/no-18-roman-gabriel/

Day 2 (DDRD 3,249) September 26, 2026

Read to page 62.

Unfortunately, this interweaving interview method leads to a superficial narrative. When games are mentioned, there's not enough to allow you to really get the picture.  Also, since it is composed of spoken words, there are often strange lapses in focus and I'll have to reread a sentence three or four times before I can even get a clue as to what they are talking about.

Sigh. Thinking about quitting. And I haven't even heard from Roman Gabriel yet.

Day 3 (DDRD 3,250) September 27, 2026

Read to page 94. Still mucking along. Like the story, hate the storytelling mode.

Day 4 (DDRD 3,251) September 28, 2026

Read to page 125.

Day 5 (DDRD 3,252) September 29, 2026

Read to page 155.  We're finally getting to some players I actually have heard of. Roger staubach, for instance.

Day 6 (DDRD 3,253) September 30, 2026

Read to page 203. Enter Joe Namath. Born in Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania...a town of 9,000. In high school there he played football, baseball, and basketball. In basketball, he could dunk. 

Dick Butkus and Gale Sayers. Oh, yeah. I just watched some clips of Gale Sayers and Joe Namath. Stunning stuff. I don't think anybody else could run like Gale Sayers. And when Namath threw the ball? Magic.