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Horning's Hideout 01

Falafel Guy

Wife

Wal-Mart

Alphretta 10

Smellchecker13 Alpine Valley

Fenway 09

Philadelphia 89

It was at JFK the last time the Dead played there. During Tennesse Jed everyone that was up close and center started pushing and moving out of the way. So my friend looks at the area evryone is moving away from and this big hairy dude has his overalls down and is whacking off. So everyone is lookin at this dude and he starts freaking out "What are you looking at!" So he procedes to take a SHIT in his hand and starts throwing it at everyone around him people start really pushing to get away fromt this guy. After he flung the poop out of his hand he used the rest to continue to pleasure him self. NASTY!

Born At Home

YMSB Harvest Festival

Miami 09

Wakarusa

Telluride 10

Camp Hardcore

Fire Crotch

It Just Seems Weird

Camden 10 - Wrong Turn

Colorado

Rothbury 09

Wook #2

Red Rocks 09

14,000

An Oregon man is sitting in a Schenectady County jail cell after being arrested over the weekend at the Camp Bisco Music Festival.

There were thousands of music lovers on hand for the three-day festival in Mariahville and police say Jonathan Taylor had more than enough LSD to go around—about 14,000 hits of acid. The Portland man is charged with three counts of criminal possession of a controlled substance, two of which are felonies.

“We’re not sure how he got it over the check points, but he did. That’s why security is here to ride around and the attendees too. They come here to have a good time. They don’t need that kind of stuff,” Bill Potter said.

Camp Bisco 9

Glass

Be Good Custys

Bonnaroo Stripper Tent

Rainbow Gathering 06

Albany 09

Getting Pinned

Getting pinned is a BIG deal, and its a huge thing. If its done right, its planned in advance and its a huge surpise to the kid in question.

My pinning was a huge deal, and happened the night after 10k after everyone left and our kids got permission to stay on the land for a few days and clean up before we left for yellowstone and glacier during the off days between 10k and seattle. Camp was kicking, a few off our kids where in the kitchen getting dinner ready, some kids where getting the fire started, and me and dawn and few others where out on a groundscore mission. This was just after the sun went down, we where walking up to camp (camp goodness sponsered by cookies, that is!!!) when 7-8 of our kids are walking towards me with this distinct look on their face. Now, about my actual pinning... Catch me in the real world sometime, ill tell you over a bowl, but something like that is just to personal to discuss over the internet. Lets just say it was special. I will say this, after i got pinned, dawn gives me this huge kiss and is like "baby you deserved that."

After i got pinned we all had a huge celebration. It was a special time. We had a huge family dinner, and after dinner a sheet was put in a bottle of orange juice and everyone was ceremonially dropped by the Rev.

You earn wings by bringing your energy to the scene day in day out, letting your light shine, and proving time after time that you are FAMILY. Just by being a solid kid.

Wings are a big deal, and i didnt even understand that until i got pinned. Having a pair of wings on you does a lot for you. Regardless of the few sketch kids who either have spent to much time on tour or bought their wings and pinned themselves, when someone sees you have your wings, they know youv been around a minute and that your trustworthy, and most importantly, that you are family.
It took me years to get my wings and i didnt even realize i was being watched and that i was wanted.

Im a terrapin over the bolt... Mine were worn for years by the kid who pinned me before they where put on me.

I caught the dead, but i dont consider myself to be a dead kid by any means. I love the dead, but it just wasnt my scene, i missed that wave. Having wings and all that comes with it really has nothing to do with the grateful dead, its about family, and what this scene is all about at its heart. It says a lot for a person if they have their wings.

Tanks Direct Review

They brought one to the condo we rented...2 blocks from the trump 350 for a 20lb...took 30 min to arrive. Doods where ok for n20 thugs....gave me some ghetto balloons after they tried to hand me
Empty bags..,,I left there steal wrapped
In a t shirt in the alley and txt dood ..., I didn't have time to wait on him... He called me and I told hi
Where it was and his balloons where ghetto... he told me he could delivered tanks 5 states away ... Sorry dood ya can get em
Filled for 75 bux.... 350 was just worthit. To party down with friends and hotties. This tanks was just for our heads as well none sold...

Atlantic City 10

Atlantic City police confiscated:

- 70 nitrous oxide tanks.
- 551.2 grams (19.4 oz.) marijuana.
- 4 marijuana-laced brownies.
- 16 marijuana-laced Rice Krispies Treats.
- 66 marijuana-laced cookies.
- 134.9 grams (4.8 oz.) psilocybin mushrooms.
- 22 doses of ketamine.
- 34.3 grams (1.2 oz.) of Ecstasy (MDMA powder form, a.k.a Molly).
- 60 pills of Ecstasy.
- 30.7 grams (1.1 oz.) cocaine.
- 2.2 grams (0.1 oz) heroin.
- 395 hits of LSD.
- 21 LSD-laced cookies.
- 26 Oxycodone pills.

Amherst 10

Albany 09

Augusta, ME 10

AUGUSTA -- Susan Ainslie never saw so many discarded balloons.

Balloons were strewn all over the grounds and parking lots of the Augusta Civic Center after Tuesday night's Phish concert.

Ainslie, a skilled laborer for the city's Public Works Department, helped with concert cleanup. Three crews were on the job at 7 a.m. Wednesday.

"I've never seen so many balloons in my life," Ainslie said as she loaded up a trailer with trash. "They were all different colors. There were even tie-dyed ones."

She said Phish fans were pretty good about throwing their trash into the more than five dozen 55-gallon receptacles brought over from the city's Bureau of Parks and Recreation. More than 6,000 Phish tickets were sold, according to the Civic Center.

Chris Blodgett, park foreman for the Bureau of Parks, Cemeteries and Trees, monitored a pair of motorized sweepers on the side parking lot where concert vendors were located.

"We've canvassed the area, and now we're cleaning the parking lots," Blodgett said. "There's some glass and trash and balloons and a lot of cigarette butts, which you can't pick up by hand."

Blodgett said the mess wasn't as bad as he had anticipated. Because Phish fans weren't as messy as some, he said it could mean more bands with huge followings coming to Augusta.

"If we can handle a concert like that with municipal cleanup, it opens a whole new genre of entertainment that can be put in that facility," he said.

Dana Colwill, director of the Civic Center, said preparing for the concert dominated his staff for six weeks.

"I wouldn't want to do this every week," Colwill said, "but the whole reason we did it was for the economic impact. That's why this building was built. The first thing after I found out there was a possibility, I called my boss, (city manager) Bill Bridgeo, and said, 'Do you want Phish in your city?' And he said, 'Why not? We're not just a country venue.' "

Leif Dahlin, director of community services for Augusta, commended Colwill for taking proactive steps and having enough trash receptacles at the city-owned auditorium.

Colwill also had all-terrain vehicles with wagons and staff picking up trash on the day of the concert, which Dahlin said helped with Wednesday's cleanup.

"I was just up there," Dahlin said, "and I've seen the day after Halloween worse than what we saw up there today. From what I can tell, they pulled off one heck of an event."

About 80 Jehovah's Witnesses converged on the Civic Center after the concert. They picked up trash, cleaned lobbies, floors, and the bathrooms.

"They work for us in trade for rental," Colwill said. "They do a couple of conventions here, and we bartered with them. They gave us manpower and we gave them space. They gave us a huge jump on this morning."

The band actually has a "green team" of 20 people who, after the concert, went through and picked up all the recyclables. Colwill said he rented a Dumpster for recyclables, along with two Dumpsters for trash.

The lingering smell of alcohol permeated the halls and main auditorium where Phish fans were allowed to dance without being harassed.

"That's dissipating a lot right now," Colwill said of the alcohol smell. "The ventilation's on. It's a residual effect, as far as the alcohol and smoke smell, unfortunately; but it's 50 percent better than what it was three hours ago. We've had all the doors open, so it will be fine for tomorrow."

Colwill said Maine School Superintendents met at the Civic Center on Wednesday, and the Maine School Management Association's fall conference is scheduled for Thursday and Friday.

He said there had been some concern about hosting a concert of this size so close to these two events.

Good planning made it possible.

"We have put more detail and time in this concert, more than anything else we've done in my 14 years here," Colwill said.

"It was incredible, the logistics and everything we had to do."

Colwill said Phish fans had a good time and enjoyed the show, and they were respectful of property.

"We've got some great positive feedback from people and our neighbors," he said.

"This was not a violent crowd. I can't find one bit of damage in this building; it was just messy."

Rage Cage 09

Broomfield 10

Ekoostik Hookah

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Ok i'll tell you about the one that went bad.

This finds me in Oakland in the early 90's. Between tour's I would sit out in San Francisco and keep things flowing. Friends from the east coast would need shit so I would lay it and mail it or others would come out to get a lower price and I would lay it and send them on there way. Well a real good friend came out to get 4 or 5 grams.With him he had a few people. I told him he could help me lay it and to have his friends hang out in the city till were done. He says this friend of his is ready to come with us. Now I had talked to the guy before and knew he was connected to the rainbow family, but his energy seamed weird. trusting my friends judgment i said alright.

So we decide to drive over to oakland to lay it in a hotel. We get to some sleazy hotel out by the freeway and get ready. Now i'm a little edgy about this newbie watching, but as long as he stays out of the way it's fine. So we get to work and it takes quite awhile to lay 5 grams of acid. Thats 50 tenpack or 50,000 doses. Were done and cleanin up and he say my friend is ready for a print. I'm like are you sure and he says i think so. I look at his friend and he's like just give it to me I can handle it. So I get out my jar of silver crystal and knock some out on the nightstand because my friend wants to take some with him to do in the mountains.

Well this fuckin dude sticks his finger right in my pile of crystal and then licks it. I'm like thats a pretty hefty dose there soldier. He's like ya whatever now what do we do. Then I started to realize it was going to get weird. Within 2 minutes he's saying man my fuckin stomach hurt's that was poison. I'm like go in the bathroom your going to puke. He goes in there and and we hear him cussin and puking. Meanwhile i'm askin my friend what the hell he's got us into. Then the bathroom door opens and he comes out butt naked saying i'm gettin the fuck out of here.

Were like no man just chill your not going to be able to get far. We put him in the back bedroom and turn the lights out and figure thats best for him. I close the door and tell him if he needs me were there. I figure he's got some things to sort out with god. Now this hotel Is right on the freeway. In fact you can jump out the window onto it. Were also on the second floor. Well were sitting there and i'm making some phone calls telling people i'm going to be hung up for awhile and I hear cars on the freeway honking. We go back into the bedroom and he's halfway out the window, getting ready to jump onto the Oakland freeway naked as the day he was born.

We pull him back into the room and he's starting to realize he's dying.He thinks i'm causing him to die and i'm the devil. Now shit gets ugly. He's screaming at us that he's dieing and trying to get out of the hotel. Since I just layed 5 grams i'm high also as is my friend. We call some other friends to come over. Were holding him down on the bed trying to cover his mouth. We have 50,000 doses of freshly layed LSD in the room and I don't need the cops coming. I take the pan and all the supplies I used to lay with and throw them out the window onto the freeway.

My other friends get there and we tell the girls take the acid and get out of hear quick. This guy's screaming at the top of his lungs that he's dying and I know the other hotel guest's can here him. It's got to be any minute that the Oakland police show up. I'm telling him to let go ,don't fight it. He thinks i'm satan so he's not listening to anything I say. Also as we have been wrestling him he has lost control of his bodily fluids. There's puke ,shit and piss all over. I can't imagine what the cops are going to think when they come in and see a couple hippies on some guy covered in puke and shit screaming i'm dying as we tell him it's ok he'll like it.

After awhile he stops moving. He was sucked into eternity. He was gone. As he layed there motionless we cleaned him up. And my friend sang amazing grace over and over to him. After an hour passed I realized the cops hadn't came. I contribute this to 2 things. The protection of God and the fact we were in a nasty part of Oakland and people mind there own business.

My girl comes by and brings us clean shirts and pants. I take a shower and clean up as they watch him and then we take turns. My nerves are frazzled. I'm high and this guys bad trip has really wigged me out. Me and my girl decide to go for a walk since my friends with him and he's not moving. We get out side and realize that going for a walk at 3 am in Oakland isn't going to be good. She senses my tension and we go to the side of the hotel in some bushes were she lays me down and sets my mind at ease with that magic only a woman can perform.

As dawn breaks he's coming around. Talking incoherently ,but I can see a sparkle in his eye. We all part ways and me and my girl head back to SF to get some sleep.
A day or two later my friend calls and says there heading home and to come say goodbye. I get there and this guy comes up to me and gives me a big hug and says he's sorry. I tell him don't worry about it. He then tells me that he met god and was a different person now. This makes me happy.

This man hasn't taken LSD since and lives in Oregon and owns a organic farm.
He's happy with a family and at peace.
He says that night was the most important and best thing that ever happened to him. I see him at the Oregon county fair every year and we always have a big hug.
he's turned into somebody i really admire and love.

GDF