tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post1256288984544010274..comments2024-03-28T23:06:10.904-04:00Comments on Bless Our Hearts: Feed Your Head Ms. Moonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09776404747858099919noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-12604215889581551052020-12-07T00:27:52.394-05:002020-12-07T00:27:52.394-05:00We used to sit in the windows of Yonder wall n som...We used to sit in the windows of Yonder wall n some refer while goofing on the tourist. Then over to the cafeteria on Wisconsin for tea n biscuits. What feeling hedonistic and with coin it was Little Tavern. Slept at the P St beach more often than not during the summer. No place like DC to grow up... Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-79476009776307108922019-12-22T05:05:37.019-05:002019-12-22T05:05:37.019-05:00Tally has so many head shops these days. My favori...Tally has so many head shops these days. My favorite is on Gaines St. That Hankhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05514310999129694443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-12767175570334501822019-12-21T04:56:44.938-05:002019-12-21T04:56:44.938-05:00So glad you conquered the gift demons. And I love ...So glad you conquered the gift demons. And I love fruitcake too! I've never understood the widespread antipathy toward fruitcake.<br /><br />Yes! Head shops! In Tampa there was one called The Wooden Nickel and another called Oz, and I went to both when I was in college. I remember buying a huge poster of Marilyn Monroe in Oz. SO GAY!Steve Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11684120060438252945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-38894872119304103352019-12-20T19:12:49.281-05:002019-12-20T19:12:49.281-05:00I don't think I've ever been in a head sho...I don't think I've ever been in a head shop but there used to be a gas station in Entwhistle that sold all kinds of drug paraphernalia. Does that count?<br /><br />Glad you had a good day. I'm done work now and have nine whole days off.<br /><br />Have a wonderful weekend.My life so farhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16721270441968035994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-59820571629383434472019-12-20T13:08:59.641-05:002019-12-20T13:08:59.641-05:00of course all us aging hippies remember head shops...of course all us aging hippies remember head shops. not only that I remember when you could buy loose tobacco and rolling papers from the neighborhood convenience store. I wish there was a little hippie shop around here. I miss those. I know of only one in Houston now but the last time I was in there the shopkeeper wanted to talk talk talk and all I wanted was to browse in silence. glad you are done with what needs to be done.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-66599553512626485982019-12-20T08:01:57.646-05:002019-12-20T08:01:57.646-05:00Head shops! I used to buy little packets of Bambu ...Head shops! I used to buy little packets of Bambu paper from the one next to the university. All the students did. It was the 70s after all. The shop is shoe store now. 37paddingtonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12400464105403622384noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-89210509592334510902019-12-20T01:52:18.065-05:002019-12-20T01:52:18.065-05:00I frequented a head shop in this vicinity which sa...I frequented a head shop in this vicinity which sadly is no more. It smelled wonderful. At this point in life, I'd take a nightie. I miss my Nana's Bishop's Cake, fig pudding and monkey bread.And, I am tired of coughing!ehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11376645220662546020noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-64544405277389123462019-12-19T21:49:47.170-05:002019-12-19T21:49:47.170-05:00And here am I, on the other end of your age spectr...And here am I, on the other end of your age spectrum. Not remember head shops! I know where a bong is hidden, behind the basement stairs of the first house I owned. I wonder if the next owners found it.<br />But, truth be told, right now I'd go find that bong and trade you it for the fruitcake!Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2086296370004835655.post-15880886635337014682019-12-19T19:11:38.741-05:002019-12-19T19:11:38.741-05:00I do remember head shops. I used to frequent one ...I do remember head shops. I used to frequent one in Georgetown (Washington, DC) called Yonders Wall. It smelled great.Allisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02475433199308666648noreply@blogger.com