The last time I took shrooms was a couple years ago . . . I mostly hung out in my studio recently vacated by my (too young!) 19 yr. old ex-girlfriend (taking the enormous penis shaped bong with her) and watched documentaries from the comfort of my vintage king-sized round bed, sitting back and taking in images and audio on Buckminster Fuller, Burning Man . . .

During one particular stretching episode in the bathroom, I came upon quite a large epiphany: how could I be so concerned with peace throughout the world as a wannabe activist and not even get along with my own mom?

Last weekend, I am proud to announce that I got along with my mom–seeing her for the first time in 6 years.

The lithium seems to be working–keep up the good work, ma!