btw, my father, being the responsible dad that he was, gave me the drug but didn't tell me how much to take, so i obviously took way too much that day.
i know i went down to the village (manhattan) and either saw a parade or thought i saw one. then i went down into the subway and hung out there for a while.
it was probably one of the stupidest things i've ever done because i shouldn't have survived.
I have had other experiences where everything was fine, but it doesn't mean i EVER want my kids trying it. ever.
i can tell you this though- i did very well in college (art) and am definately very creative now. I just pulled off something in work at a board meeting that had the ceo in AWE of my creativity and i had made it up on the fly- i think the reason is that I can pull on my experiences with altered states of consciousness and think outside of the box.