Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of April 23, 2023
“I just have so many acid stories,” is my favorite thing I heard this week.
Hell is a Sunday Matinee
The most acid I've ever taken by accident was at a Saturday night cast party.
“I just have so many acid stories,” is my favorite thing I heard this week.
The most acid I've ever taken by accident was at a Saturday night cast party.
When Ali, Casey, and I were in college down in central Illinois, we lived in this great place just a block off campus. It was situated at the top of a hill overlooking the town smack dab in the middle of Greek Row, snuggled between the Beta and SAE houses—a modest, three-bedroom house with a front porch and back patio, and yard that made it ideal for barbecues and other themed or not themed parties.