Haha...I'm a late-bloomer AND an early quitter!
I blasted up for the first time in my life at 30 years of age, after my divorce and living back in Nashville and hanging out with my degenerate musician friends and having a year-long "lost weekend".
That was three years ago and I've done it MAYBE twice upon my return to SoCal. The last time was a good 10 months or so and, to be honest, I don't see it happening again.
The opportunity never really presents itself, plus I'm not really looking for it either.
Never was a big part of my life anyway (took 30 years for me to even try it to begin with). I had enough goofy adventures, escapades and "experimentations" in that Nashville year that I think I got most of it out of my system, you know?
I can say honestly that I'm not curious about much these days. I did lots of things...and then some.
And it just isn't me, so...
DEFINITELY not the guy today I was three years ago.
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