I was hanging out at SUNY Purchase, as I often did, sitting around with friends drinking and smoking.  It was just another boring night on campus.  Being in an art school, secluded in the middle of the woods can get surprisingly stale.  I’m not entirely sure how the topic came up.  We might have been talking about ways of extracting LSA, a compound similar to LSD, from morning glory seeds.  Regardless, the anarchist cookbook came up.  I relayed the recipe for napalm; equal parts orange juice concentrate to gasoline.  No one believed me so of course, we quickly packed into a car and were on our way to get some juice and gas… and more beer.