Party Daze (poem) by Patrick A Granfors on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on July 28, 2011

Like Mark, I was real late coming to the party, (early 30's once or twice, then a long pause til mid 40's) but I do have some fond recollections. Either that or someone told me about them.

I always liked to jot down all the strange thoughts brought up during a party for later inclusion in something I would write. Now days, when I have a moment of "brilliance," I record it on my "portable brain" for later reflection.

Great title.... Thanks for taking me back... You do that so well. Dick

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on July 15, 2011

I prefer �another brick in the hole�� The Wall. Never let my feelings affect my food intake. But then, never had a taste for Mary Jane either.

Ron

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on July 11, 2011

Giggle.....you're hilarious, Patrick!!! This cracked me up!

Anna

Reviewed by Eileen Granfors

Reviewed on July 10, 2011

You're still having fun, you just aren't high.

Reviewed by Lonnie Hicks

Reviewed on July 10, 2011

Thanks for the memories, Patrick. I have heard that some similar fun was had in the 60's and 70's in Berkeley. Not me personally mind you, I was at the parties but only there to take notes for a book.And Bill Clinton and I didn't inhale.
My biggest smile, for a piece well done.

Reviewed by Chip Bergeron

Reviewed on July 10, 2011

Aaah the munchies......howcan we ever forget...or remember???I forget which...

Chip Bergeron

Reviewed by neerja gandhi (Reader)

Reviewed on July 10, 2011

heheehheehhh...catch up again on your favorite things...don't feel sad :(
Enjoyable write. :)neerja

Reviewed by Mark Lichterman

Reviewed on July 9, 2011

Never drank --yuk-- bong water and my never ending nosh was Wheat
Thins. But I got into pot at the age of forty and had to keep it from my kids. I remember writing, or re-writing, or re-re-writing, for the third time, my 736 page novel "Captain Midnight and the Toothpase Thief" which later became "Becoming", while sitting in my frigid, or steaming garage at 2:30 am hitting on a joint every now and then with ideas flowing. Haven't had a "hit" in thirty-two years and, though, I do like an adult beverage every now and then, I really don't miss MJ at all.

Good poem, ol' buddy.
Mark

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on July 9, 2011

Its all your fault, cuz, now I WANT to get a buzz tonight again...& I just got some new & deliciously smelling herb...I will be in heaven tonight, and its all your fault...stop twisting my arm...e

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on July 9, 2011

fun write!

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on July 9, 2011

I CAN'T BARE TO REMEMBER MY PARTY DAZE...ANYWHO, I ENJOYED READING ABOUT YOURS...AND...I DID IT TO THE MUSICAL TUNE YOU USED. WELL DONE, PATRICK. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on July 9, 2011

"White Castle burgers consumed by the dozen" . . . Gotta love 'em

Relived my life here . . .

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on July 9, 2011

Ha! I do remember White Castle burgers fondly.
You know, you really do have a knack of finding the most refreshing material to write on!
Christine

Reviewed by Tom poesyco.th@gmail.com

Reviewed on July 9, 2011

PAT ... GREAT JOB!

NEVER DID NO 'THAI STICKS' -
NOR ANY BONG -
BUT WHISKEY N' BEERS -
T'WOULD BE MY SONG!

CUZ TK ...