I was leaving the parking lot of a Grateful Dead concert that had just ended, and as was the case for a lot of shows it was a bit chaotic. As I was darting my eyes around for my friends I locked eyes with this little hippie tweeker chick. Granted I was on my way down from a little trip but I was cool now. Anyway she was really weird looking, and I couldn't break our eye contact - tractor beam city. Well she walked the 10 feet distance between us, never breaking eye contact, and said, "Do you have any spare brain particles?" Then my friends got my attention and pulled me back to earth and we headed to the car.
Maybe it was par for the course for a Dead show, but it tripped me out.
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