"More of a ghetto drug though"
Well, the friend is question *was* a whiteboy from the projects but that was a long time ago (dude is like 60 at this point). Think he just used to be pretty open to doing all kinds of drugs (again, this was before I met him- the whole time I've known him, he's just smoked weed and done shrooms, doesn't even drink).
Yes, I suppose SF is pretty weird compared to most cities but growing up and spending most of my life here, my perception of such things is obviously skewed. The main thing I've noticed when I've gone other places is the lack of diversity. Even places like Portland and Santa Cruz which are pretty liberal and similar to SF in some ways, when I go there I'm uncomfortable and don't know why and then eventually realize it's because it's only white folks.
The whole "photos of the couple ####ing" thing is absolutely *not* typical SF weirdness though. That's some next level shit. Don't know any details about the photos because they weren't friends of mine- they were friends of my friend's parents, who took us to the party. But those images are seared into my brain. They were black and white and actually sorta looked like silver silkscreens or gel prints (similar to Warhol's famous Elvis print) but I could be wrong about that.
An anecdote I tend to bring up when trying to describe typical SF weirdness is the time I saw a ballerina bum in the Haight. He was like an exquisite corpse drawing- top half was a typical bum (long hair and beard, army jacket) and his bottom half was a ballerina (tutu, tights, shoes). The best part was none of the passersby seemed to even notice- we're desensitized to that kinda shit here.
Pretty sure the margaritas we made weren't blended so we were just throwing booze and margarita mix together. So my friend and I were able to handle it, young as we were.