Albert Hofmann, father of drug LSD, dies in Switzerland
102 years old. Apparently he was pickled as well as tripping...
When asked for comment, his next-of-kin replied, "Dude, the cabbage is talking to me and the walls are moving. Are my hands huge or what?"
That is all.
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as humor, that is not half-assed at all - I can't stop giggling! =)
Albert Hofmann's dead.
No, no, no, no.
He is outside
Looking in.
He'll fly his astral plane,
Takes you trips around the bay,
Brings you back the same day,
Albert Hofmann. Albert Hofmann.
(with apologies to the Moody Blues"
I didn't know anyone else remembered that one, Buck.
Don't tell me I've got a bunch of old hippies for commenters...
:)
(I'll have to play some "Arnold Layne" or something...)
I had long hair (back when I had hair) and a beard, but showered every day. Ran around with a lot of the hippie types and may have conducted a few botanical experiments. My main differences with them was that I detest socialism in it's many forms, and I don't believe in the New Age stuff.
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