i'll tag in with a story that has a little something to do with too many chemicals in the bloodstream -
i was hanging out at a friend's place on a nice summer saturday night.....waiting on a another guy. we were all supposed to go down to this local bar (short walk from the house) and meet some guys we hadn't seen in a while. things got delayed and we enved up getting a pretty good head start on the drinking before we were even at the bar. after a few hours of a Smoked Porter i had brewed a few weeks before, coupled with a half a bottle of Tenoch Reposado tequila (yeehaaa!) i needed a little snack to keep the system running smoothly. my buddy pulls out a rice krispy treat - homemade - from his pack (first clue missed....who travels with homamade rice krispy treats, anyway?!!?) and i hungrily wolf it down, much to the grins of my buddies.
(editors note: a few of these guys are regular pot dudes. now, i have absolutely 0 problem with this, i just don't do it......much. regardless, in retrospect, i should have put two and two together. plus, the krispy treat tasted a little funny. clue #2 missed!!!!)
15 or so minutes later, the late friend arrives and we walk up the bar. at this point, i'm feeling like the tequila of realy having a good time in my stomach. feeling very light on the shoes!
to make a log story short, by beer #2 at the tavern my pupils were about 1/2" across, i was clutching my glass like my life depended on it and it looked like the Harpoon IPA tap handle was a dragon head that was making a weird hissin noise. bailing was essential, much to the relentless gigles of my companions.
the trek home (another long story) involved being sandpaper-thirsty, trying to drink water from a dude's sprinkler-hose, and getting chased down the street by said homeowner.
i'm not sure i can blame it on the booze, but i still consider it a good intoxicated evening!