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Driving under the influence of LSD is stupid, indeed.
After a night of hallucinations at a friends' house I decided I needed to go home and took the usual route. I stopped at a light and waited for a bit. Until a car in the lane next to me rushed by. I was shocked; I thought, this person had blown a red light! Only to look up and find that it had been green, and probably green all the while.
I don't even know how long I was waiting.
I learned my lesson and never did LSD or drove under any influence again.
Much as you -although with some generational tweaking-, I was spared the lovingly evil lure of Ecstasy by experiencing the WORST freaking hangover, especially the emotional part. An entire day moping and looking into the abyss cannot make a happy, sexy night appealing enough.
Also, when I was hooked on Alice, also as a tween and for similar reasons, I didn't even realize it was about the drugs... Catholic girls can have tunnel vision like no other!
I knew it was phony, but I didn't really want to KNOW, you know? Waaah!
You know, your description of being on acid sounds like one of my days when I'm happy and my ADD is really bad. It seems that I saved myself some money by simply being born with a chemically imbalanced brain. Joy.
Flea, you did an incredible job of describing an acid trip.
In 1977 I tripped & drove down the freeway, feeling like I was going much slower than I was & hallucinating all these off-ramps that really weren't there. It was okay because I knew they weren't there, but what was really trippy was an ambulance driving in the opposite direction, casting red, yellow & blue lights all across the freeway in a staccato dance. Even stranger was that every single object in my field of vision that could have a highlight, was highlighted black-light purple. Also, it was lightly raining & I could see every single rain drop & every drop had a blacklight purple highlight. Somehow with all that going on I still managed to drive just fine, but I feel fortunate that I've always had an excellent automatic pilot. Can't say I'd try any of it now, though. 
The hangover stumps me, because of the 5 times I tripped no hangover. That leads me to think the mix wasn't as clean as it could be.
Oh, and I have ADD, too, and while it might sound similar, believe me, it's not!
AHH!! I came last night and read, and wished for part II. I rush to the computer this morning, settle in for what I hope is a long read and.... nothing 
Where's part II, your audience is getting ansty? :p
And for the record, I was an unbelievable goody two-shoes when I was young (and still am). Tried pot once and thought it was dumb. That's about it. Then again, my best friend from high school ended up becoming a druggie and an alcohlic, so that kinda scared me straight.
Reminds me of the time I took a hit on the way to a Ziggy Marley concert; expecting it to kick in when I got to the parking lot. Got in a traffic jam tripping my brains out (the streetlights were waving at me). Took the wrong expressway and ended up in Gary, Indiana before I realized I was heading in the wrong direction. It required total concentration from me and my co-pilot to get us to the show. Completely missed tailgating & the opening band, but made it just as Ziggy hit the stage. Luckily I was coming down by the times the cops kicked us out of the parking lot, so the drive home was uneventful.
The post-X come down is THE WORST. Yet I somehow still think it's worth it...
That was a great story, Flea. I can't wait until the next installment!
i *am* a recovering alcoholic and druggie, and that is a FABULOUS description of a trip! i never had a bad trip, and i will always look on my trips fondly. luckily, i got off the ride while that part was still good. i was diagnosed bipolar, so i think it was good that i got off before i shorted something out.
i'm thinking there's something to that ADD thing...i'm looking into that...
as far as ecstacy goes, there's no comparison, in my book.
driving tripping...i've done it twice. once on accident. i waited and waited and didn't think it worked, so off i went..and then the stuff kicked in. i soon after pulled over and let my friend drive. she didn't start tripping until we got to our destination. she smoked some pot, started her first trip ever, and...had stigmata. so, yeah. gotta love that jesus stuff.
the second driving thing was at the end of a trip, in the early weak bleary gray morning light. yipes.
not recommended, indeed.
Morrigan, you're better off that way, really. My drugging days happened largely because I spent my life depressed then and just wanted to feel something. I was also an outcast because of my weight and I hung out with the people who treated me well; they just happened to be the stoners. Also, because of the ADD, I was a risk-taker, but didn't know what any of that was then.
As a result of my drugging days I never accomplished what I really wanted to. I can't speak for anyone else's experiences, but were I able to go back, I'd trade all those 'fun' experiences for accomplishing my goals, but hey, hindsight and all that.
I never had any drugging days, either (smoked pot 4 times, all good relaxing experiences), but I've never accomplished any of my goals, either. I have accomplished things I never set out to do, but nothing I planned to do. I can't blame drugs or booze.
Actually, PDP, that is why the drugs given for ADD tend to have a decent street value... and why a lot of people with ADD simply don't get much out of certain types of recreational drugs (their brains are already cycling at 9 billion RPMs). That's just what my dr. told me, anyway... I tossed my ritalin rather than deal with the side-effects.
I don't think I would call the two conditions similar, but I can see why you would get that overall feel.
Wow your story really took me back. I had a year of drug fun myself (acid and pot) and don't regret a minute of it. I wouldn't go back but it was fun then. My mom told me all these henious stories about drugs that just made the idea more thrilling for me because I knew she was exaggerating.
That reminded me of the time I took acid at a party but by the time we had scored and it took affect I had to go to my Saturday morning catering job. Serving food and cleaning up was never as much fun and thankfully one of the other waiters was tripping with me and one of the waitresses was good at covering up for our total inability to do anything useful.
heh. too many things to respond to in this post. my mom had the same confusion with PCP/LSD - to this day she insists someone slipped her LSD and it drove her (temporarily, she says, although I argue for permanently) crazy - but she claims she smoked it, which is impossible for LSD, but very possible for PCP (and the trip she describes is much more like angel-dusted pot than LSD).
I did acid a couple of times, but what drove me nuts about it was how long it lasted. If it lasted only three or four hours I would do it all the damn time - other than Ecstasy, it's the best thing I've ever done - but after six hours or so, I get tired and want to sleep, but you CAN'T, because you're still wired and sketchy, and then that tired-but-can't-sleep feeling lasts for days, even after you've slept...ugh. I'll almost certainly never fry again.
LMAO about Go Ask Alice. I was the same way -- drugs freaked me out, but rampant unprotected sex sounded right on to me.
You can still drive on acid as long as your still in contact with reality
salvia divinorum is more powerful then acid, and only last about 15 minutes
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