Good Thursday evening my peeps! Just got back from a little four-day get-away in Woodstock so… needless to say, I’ve got it on my mind 😉 I know, I know, I had it on my mind before leaving as my previous story suggested! And yes, there will an official “My Visit to Woodstock” in the very near future, once I’ve organised my pictures.
I could not very well diss this week’s FF as it is my picture that our lovely leader chose. Thank you Rochelle. Come play with us. Just click on the blue frog below and add your 100-word story based on this picture…
Seeing Things
She had spent a restless night, tossing and turning. Woodstock songs played in a loop in her head, driving her nuts – to be expected, she had watched so many videos about the event.
Finally giving up, she got up and opened the curtain. Gazing out at the weak morning sun peaking through the haze, she noticed what looked like the body of a naked female, shining on the house next door.
Whipping around, she was half-certain she would see one of the flower children standing there.
Laughing at herself she thought “And yet, I didn’t take the not-quite-good brown acid…”
Dear Dale,
Is that Arlo Guthrie I hear? “Coming into Los Angeles
Bringing in a couple of keys
But don’t touch my bags if you please
Mister Customs Man…”
How many ghosts from 1969 linger? Loved your dreamy story.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
Well, he was there… it could be that’s what you’re hearing 😉
I would love to know. And am very glad you thought it was dreamy (guess that’s as good as “groovy”, right?
Lotsa love,
Dale
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Not only groovy but far out and outta sight. 😉
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Woot! Ya man….
Peace out!
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Q,
Buahahaha!
Clever and groovy take on the hippie yippie trippy slippy! The effects of a lack of sleep can be a whole ‘nother kind of trip, from what I know of it. Of course, not brown acid bad . . . not that.
Peace and groovy trips
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B,
So very glad this got a chuckle from you… Can’t be all serious, all the time, yanno…
And yes, lack of sleep can do crazy things… But brown acid (or white or purple or pink or whatever colour those doohickies come in)? Nuh-unh… no thanks…
Peace and Music
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Being serious all the time is a real downer, man!
And that shadow/silhouette/apparition/figment of her imagination almost takes on the appearance of stained glass. Or maybe it’s the bad cottage cheese I had tonight . . . I mean, the not quite good cottage cheese.
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Totally. man.
Haha! Sorry… no… stay away from the note quite good cottage cheese
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Unfortunately as far as the cottage cheese went, nobody warned me not to, lol.
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You probably were too far away to hear the warning… maybe if you only took half the container…
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Dang, you’re right! All I remember is awaking from my cottage cheese induced haze and hearing Jerry Garcia . .
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Oh dear…. was it a good song, at least?
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It was Dark Star. I think he was trying to tell me something about not having dairy after eight o’clock . . .
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Hmmmm…. lesson learned?
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Darn straight! Not even a half serving after eight from now on.
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There you go… some lessons are more difficult to learn than others 😉
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I actually brought up the whole “don’t take the brown acid” earlier today. And here it is again. Coincidink!!
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Too funny!
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And I say coinkidink, too😉
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Ha! I did notice the figure on the house…no brown acid here either.
Your haze should have been “purple.” 😉
Nice.
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Haha! You may have a point there…😂
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Brilliant, although I’ve always thought brown was a very ‘70’s colour for acid, I guess Woodstock was ahead of its time! Great stuff as ever, coincidentally I wrote a piece just 2 days ago about a hippy inspired by a headline in our local paper.
https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/140466904/posts/1248
This might be the link but it might not, I’m on my portable telephone.
Looking forward to Woodstock post
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I wouldn’t know! Only brown I did was the smoking kind 😉.
Glad you enjoyed… I’m catching up on my reading, so I’ll go check.
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Golden brown texture like sun, etc.
Was the photo for the Friday fictioneers taken by your good self?
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Just goes to show you don’t need to take anything to see crazy things!
So, which acid is it I need to take to see naked females everywhere? 🙂
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Ha ha! Right!
Quite frankly, I wouldn’t know… I never dared partake.
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Perhaps she dreamt she saw the bombers riding shotgun in the sky
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Perhaps 😊
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Hey, far out, Dale!
Loved the story, a real good trip, babe. I had to look hard for the naked female but I saw her eventually. Took two tabs, though! First tab just gave me Arnie Schwarzenegger – hey, bad trip or what?
Loved your flower children reference.
Peace and love, babe!
Penny
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Groovy comment, Penny.
Scary stuff you be takin,’ to see Arnie, man.
Peace and love and groovy comments, Penny!
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🙂
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“We are stardust, we are golden. . .” 🙂
I hope you had a good trip–I mean vacation.
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Yeah, Baby!
I did indeed… 😊
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🙂
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The Orange Sunshine streaming through the Purple Haze, it’s all groovy. Just don’t take the brown acid. (Orange Sunshine was a popular acid). Anyway, I liked the story and am looking forward to your post about Woodstock.
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I learn something new every day!
Glad you liked and I’ll be working on it between working! 😉
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Glad to be of help 😉 I don’t know from experience, but for some odd reason I was obsessed with 60s when I was a kid and learned too much about the counterculture for my own good.
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Hey…I love when we fill our heads with stuff like this…and then share it 😉
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Ah, hallucinations and flashbacks. I had a bad trip on acid when I was eighteen. I wonder if it had an effect on my writing?
Peace, love, and all that. (and don’t forget the biscuits)
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It scared me to even think of trying that stuff…
It might have 😉
Peace, love and munchies…
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Can’t wait to read what really went on on your trip! 🙂
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Haha! I hope I can keep you entertained…
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It’s amazing the influence music can have – transporting us in time and space. Maybe she picked up a little something from all those videos of spaced out party goers that contributed to her seeing things. 🙂
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It is indeed and I think that’s exactly what happened!
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Good little glimpse of Woodstock and flower children. My generation pretty much missed out on the actual moment.
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Dang… you coulda…😉
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Woodstock England and Woodstock USA, loved em both. Just like Iain I want to read more.
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Cool!!
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I was dealing with another sort of children in 1969. My first two sons were ages five and four years old and my third was on the way.
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Oh dear… well there were lots of crazies who brought their kids! I could not imagine…
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Now i understand why you were up on the roof taking the picture. Very trippy and a wee bit scary. Well told.
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Haha! Nah… from my bedroom window 😉
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This prompt has thrown up endless different takes this week. The ambiguous picture certainly twisted a colourful trip on your page. You were chanelling Janice Joplin right there.
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It did leave many to their imaginations Who’d a thunk a simple pic could do that?
I may have been, eh?
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i wonder if she really didn’t. 🙂
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Oooo, could be!
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Well, was it a naked female? Or was it simply a hallucination? And we don’t need acid to trip. Before it was taken off the legal drugs to prescribe, I was taking a lethal chemical combination call Caffagot Q: ergot and caffeine. A treatment for migraine. And maybe because I was well into and well practiced at TM and ilk, several times after taking the drug I had some very weird visions which continued, intermittently, for several years after. Which might explain some of my stories. More recently I read (don’t know where) that some people spontaneously hallucinate. All of which probably explains why I passed on the drugs (well not the weed, but how do you work in entertainment and not take a toke (my excuse).
So, now I’m waiting with a certain degree of patience, for your account of your Woodstock ‘trip’
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Well, if it was, it would have been me and there ain’t no way in hell I was taking pictures naked!
I can’t even imagine taking that stuff… though family members suffer from migraines and I know they would try just about anything to get rid of them!
That would be scary, no? To hallucinate spontaneously?
Well, lady, your patience is appreciated! I may have to do it in sections as I took a lot of pics and it was not just about the venue for me.
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Our life experiences make the adventures that much more interesting…i’m so happy that we get to join the ride with you and read these cool snippets! Glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Thank you, my friend.😘
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Wistful, and reflective – the sun rising and with it all those memories. Nicely told. What did they used to say : ‘If you remember the 60’s you weren’t there’ ?!
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Thank you, Francine. That is what they say!
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Really? I remember the ’60’s very well. But then, I don’t know anything about brown acid, so maybe that explains it. 🙂
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Hahaha! Born in the ’60’s, I did not partake either 😉
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I graduated from both high school and college in the 60’s. I remember the anger, the fear; civil rights, Viet Nam, and bra burning. It really wasn’t a fun decade.
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And yet… it was alive with a desire for change
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Yes, and change is often a very good thing. There was just such anger, such vitriol. Sort of like now.
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No kidding!
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Welcome back … and good take on the Brown Acid (something I don’t recall about Woodstuck). Hey – I saw the movie – but SO long ago!
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Thank you! My post(s) on my getaway are coming up…
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There was only one Woodstock and I’m plum obsessed with that era. It’s too bad I missed out on it. This is perfect for Santana’s birthday. I can even hear him playing ‘Soul Sacrifice’.
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We became obsessed whilst there! Still are as we prepare our posts!
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What? Not simply a reflection in the window? 🙂
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Who knows? It may or not be….
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As a child of the 60’s…and I mean child..i appreciate everything about this.
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Same here. Born in ’64!
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Haha I hope the music is as good as the visions. 🤣
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😂 yeah, man… ✌
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Enjoyed this, Dale. You should have been there.
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I should have… but I was only 5… I don’t thing I’d have had the same experience… 😁
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Yeah, I keep forgetting that there are folks who weren’t born in the Ice Age like myself.
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Haha! Stop! You’re still bright-eyed and vibrant!
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Thank you, Dale. This is best compliment. *old man smiles and the lower denture hits the floor.
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PIck those puppies up, coz there are more where that came from – it’s just who I am 😉
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Ha ha ha.
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😀
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Really liked it. Great & interesting take on the prompt.
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Thank you!
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Loved that announcement and your story. It’s your own trip so be careful. A good piece of life advice though sometimes it is more fun to be careless.
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Way more fun to let go and be careless… 😉
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Not a problem! My tab is orange, and I’ll take 2! 😀
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Woot!!
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