Before we left to go to the desert, I was at a party and I was basically suicidal. I had decided to go on my "death trip" in my mind, but had not told anybody else.   I couldn't wait to go on my road trip, so I started bragging about it after I had drank some everclear...the funny thing is, I just wanted to taste what everclear was like, and I got really drunk off of a couple drops of it.  I asked around if anybody wanted to go with me, and my friend said, "Sure," so we were off. In the above picture, I had given my keys over to my friend, and I started taking all sorts of over-the-counter Wally World drugs. My glove compartment was completely full with all sorts of legal stuff that was more powerful than illegal street drugs. I'm talking profound experiences beyond that of a measly acid trip. I was in a climate I had never seen before, tripping my eyes out, and checking out the surroundings. Still, in the back of my mind, I knew that it was all going to end in dehydration in the middle of nowhere....