The concert was at 7pm had an hour drive and prefer to be there 1 1/2 hours before the show so I can get close to the stage.I told my friends to be at my house at 4:30. About 2pm I got home from putting out the flowers and my grandmother called me.She had made some sticky buns and wanted to know if I wanted some. I told her yes,I could tell she wanted to see somebody. I told her I was going to a concert and if she wanted to see me today that I was leaving in 2 hours.I would come by but was going to break out the black and white face paint and didnt have time to come by today.I told her if she wanted to see me today she could come by anytime before 4.
I started to get ready took a shower got dressed and grandma was not hear yet, so I broke out the face paint in the bathroom and started going to town.I had all the white on and most of the black for a skull.I was starting to black out my nose and I heard hello honey, I looked to my right there was grandma.I told her hello and said give a minute to finish this and will be with you.She turned around said she needed some milk, I told her it is in the fridge.I finished my make up and went out to the living room to grab a smoke.
I sat in the recliner grandma was on the far end of the sofa, I looked at her and seen a paper towel on the end table by the lamp.I asked her how the sticky buns are.She said she didnt know, that she had ate some of the rice krispy treats. I asked her in horror where did you get the treats at. She told me silly the ones on the plate in your kitchen.I asked how many she had ate and she told me 2.Each treat had roughly 4g of mushroom powder in them.In my head I was holly shit what am I going to do 1.Grandma does not know anything of me smoking weed or let alone shrooms 2. What am i going to do with a 74 year old woman that is frying her ass off,let alone never ever done a illegal drug before in her life.
I got up went to my room got my bag of weed and went out to the living room. I sat down beside grandma and told her we need to have a serious talk. She grabbed my leg right above the knee and said am I going to become a great grandmother? I told her no and then proceeded to tell my god loving,bible thumping,74 year old grandma that she ate mushrooms and was going to trip her ass off hard.I was surprised it went over better than I thought it would, but trust me it was not easy. She thought the devil had entered her and was crying, I got that shut down told her that you need to relax here smoke this and handed her a joint. She did smoke camel non filters and she grabbed it hit it and asked me what cig it was, had a fruity taste after she was done choking.I told her it is weed and she went off the walls again.I finally got her calmed down, high as a kite, relaxed,and accepting that she was about to have an experiance like she has never had before.The problem is what the hell am I going to do with her.
My buddies started showed up at my house in 1 car.They opened up the back door hollared yo and I told them to come in.They walked in the living room looked at me and said are you ready to go.I looked up at them and all 3 were staring at my high as a kite grandma. There was no hiding she was high as a kite.Then it dawned on me what I was going to do with grandma she was coming to the show with us.I told my buddies dont trip grandma ate 2 treats and she is coming with us.They started laughing and 1 said man dont pull my leg. I told him was not bullshitting grandma is coming with us so grab your treats and we have got to go.Grab as many as you want each 1 has 4g of mushroom powder in it.I told grandma your coming with us get up and lets go.Grandma got up we piled into my pick up and took off.We got about half way there and grandma asked me why she was feeling strange. I told her its the mushrooms, I asked her if her vision was screwed up and she said no.I broke out 3 treats started to eat and so did everyone else.There was a huge white elaphant in the truck but everyone powered through, joints were being passed around 1 right after another and grandma hit it each time before she passed it. How she didnt get knocked out from the weed I do not know.
We got parked and went to get out, grandma had hell of a time walking said that there was colors everywhere and the road was breathing, and the street lites were crying.I told her its the drug and it will proboly get more intense as the nite goes on, and do not fight it just relax enjoy this experiance it will pass in 8 hours.The group of us start to walk up to the doors and people are starring, pointing,laughing.I just held my head up high ignored them.Finally the doors opened up and made my way right down to the stage with grandma.I was hammered out just trippin balls,I told her that when the lights go out people are going to shove and we will be stuck against the barricade.I asked how she was feeling she said it was great and that she was not fighting the feeling, just going with the flow. Alice came on stage, I never seen cooper before and his show was great, seen him die 6 differant ways a very vaudville show. I was looking over at grandma through coopers set and could tell she was blitzed but she was not freiking out.Just a shit grin her face.
When his skit ended I told her that the next guy is rob zombie and to put these ear plugs in.She went to grab them off of my hand and had a real tough time with motor skills so I put them in her ears for her, smiled and thought to myself this is proboly the best concert I have been too.Rob come on started off with pussy liquoer, was glad I had ear plugs in was on the right side center of the stage it was damn loud. He ended pussy and started pumping the crowd up he looked to his left seen me then I see the look on his face when he seen grandma and her white hair.It was a WTF is this dude wearing face paint like a skull and this old lady beside him.The show went on and it was a awsome show, tons of pyro,killer lights,plenty of robots, go go girls,so damn loud it was almost hard to breathe from the driving bass line. The end of the show chicken feathers were shot out over the crowd, I have yet to understand that too this day but then the white lites came on and people started to leave.I waited for the crowd to thin out looked down at grandma, she had the biggest smile on her face and her eyes damn there was no color in her pupils they were just huge black dots.I asked her if she had a good time, she said it was one of the best nites of her life.On the way home grandma asked me if I had more mushrooms. I told her I did, and if she ever wanted any to call me.
She slept at my house that nite, the next I day woke up and the table had the spread on it bacon,eggs,pancakes,sausage and steak.I thanked her for cooking it all and asked her if she was okay with my other life she knew nothing about.She said she didnt sleep kept thinking about being closed minded.She told me that she was sorry that she was so against the use of these items.She said that it was the most wonderfull thing she had ever done and wanted to do them more.She said the concert was exilerating, made her feel like she was 30 again, the way the music pounded your body,the way the mushies made everything crisper,clearer, made her mind accept things and break through walls that she didnt want to go into.She told me that the family cannot know and I said that would be a good thing and trust me I am not saying anything. I tripped with grandma and few of my close freinds for the next 2 years almost every weekend, and for some reason she developed a half ounce a week habbit of weed, and grew found of real heavy metal. You want to see something hilarious have a 75 year old woman go into a music shop and buy master of puppets, and then tell the snot nosed kid behind the counter that rap sucks you need metal in your life.She would come over smoke some weed and say take me to the music shop I need new music.Grandma changed her life from that nite for the better after the concert, she still went to church maintaned that reputation but instead of talking to me about god she wanted to know who had a hard driving bass line.
I was so glad I could open up to her and show her the way to the other side.When she passed at the funeral I put an ounce of mushies in her blouse, told her to stay right out on her journey and will see you soon. That nite after the funeral I stepped off hard ate 12 g of mushies. It felt strange with her not there with me but it was also the warmest trip I had because I could feel her there.The other hilarious thing was when the family went through her house,dad (her first child) found her glass pipe and bong collection, her volcano,grinders, the roach jar,and alot of hard heavy metal. I was asked about those items and said well I don't know how or what they are doing in her house, guees grandma was a closet pot head.To this day when I hear a zombie tune I can see the look on her face when they were blowin flames out of the stage on the song dragula.That for me is the most absolute craziest trip I have had and to this day I am happy I was able to help her out.My freinds to this day talk about trippin with grandma with affection and love.Good times, good company.........
Here is the song that grandma could never ever get enough of.
Edited by stonestare, 28 April 2013 - 07:55 PM.
Needed the jam in this