While doing a little digging about Tim Leary yesterday, I came across an anecdote that was first published in Paul Krassner's
LSD Stories For The Soul, about the time a 23-year-old photo journalist Robert Altman got the chance to drop acid with Leary and his wife Rosemary after taking pictures at a "Leary for governor" press conference (one of which is featured above).
I did the driving while my pal Barbara Mauritz rode shotgun. Tim and Ro occupied the back seat. Somewhere in the middle of the San Francisco Bay bridge Tim's arm reached over. I spot a powdered residue in his palm.
"Want some?"
It could only be one substance, no explanation necessary.
"Wow!" I thought. "This is an occasion."
Sharing acid with the great Tim Leary. I needed no second invite and immediately accepted my guest's granular overture. Physically restricted at this 'moving' moment the only thing I could do was stick out my tongue and lap it up.
I was thrilled. Indeed I trilled inwardly "Hey, I just licked acid off Tim Leary's palm!" This would be one of those 'great moments' I'll share with my grandchildren.
Needless to say, hijinks ensue; I'm trying to imagine how much acid must have been in that "powdered residue." But really, the main reason I'm posting this anecdote is so you get a chance to see the astoundingly retro background on that web page. Warning: eyeballs may bleed.
