Well, Absinthe is legal in the USA now. Like I needed another fucking vice... not to mention another vice that I really enjoy. Not to mention it costs $60 a bottle. If you are somewhere else and can send it here cheaper I would be interested in hearing from you.
I've had the green fairy twice before, once in Chicago and once in New Orleans, and the illegality of the whole thing was probably the most attractive aspect. I didn't really trip-out, or anything. Saturday night I don't even know how much I had. I went to the apartent above the bar, threw up, laid on the bed, thought about running out on the band, then got up and played my ass off for two hours. After that two hours I was so very tired. Then the groupies showed up...
Why can't I meet a nice girl? Trick question or at least a question I already know the answer to. I just wrote the goddamn answer down in the two paragraphs above.
I don't blame the craziness on absinthe, understand, I could do the same things on whiskey, wine, vodka and I'm not even going to mention the "t" word.
I've tried giving up a lot of things in my life and I have rarely succeded. But I have suceeded in giving up the "t" word... I hope it doesn't come to that with absinthe.