"I must have watched that film three times straight with occasional bathroom breaks to get rid of the liquados I survived on while tripping through Pemex country. Seeing erotic Jap art-porn with spanish sub-titles for over 6 hours didn't necessarily prepare me for the follow-up Sabbath dinner with my Orthodox Jewish family, but it did make for some exciting mindbending. I must have smoked a joint of Isaac's killer headstash too for by the time my cousin Jacob drove me to our Uncle Carlos' abode, I was feeling like King Weed floating through any random combination of potential letter-based meanings. My writing at the time proves it. I can show you some of the notes I took later, but from what I can interpret from my writings, I must have been getting oddly aroused by my cosuin Sarah in her properly designed flower-dress and white stockings slipping into her conservative high-heeled imports from Europe. Her husband was home sick and I made sure to let her know that this Sabbath would be different than any others she may have had the chance to routinize her ritual-brain with. But these are all other stories, ones that will never get told or if they do, it will be in a more elaborate upgraded version of this program I'm feeding to you via this audio stream...Anyways, Jacob and I left after dinner and headed out to meet his elitist socialite twentysomethings who, in their iddy-biddy world of holier-than-thouness, were expecting to meet a successful, well-made American WRITERMAN which, I can assure you, I was not..."