Ground scores

Myself, rolled up in a sleeping bag like a burrito (not my own doing) under a cedar tree.

oh yeah, and nugs.

$100 bill, $50 bill.

While Urban finds are cool ($, drugs, lighters, hubcaps, cotton masks), the rockhounding finds have been rather cool too (agates, petrified wood, calcite, opal, fossils, antlers, ores, knives, a gun, mining relics, old bottles, square nails, other tools)  

6 pack of Heineken out side of the Vet after the Sixers '83 championship parade and celebration was pretty cool. Also, learned how to open a bottle on a chain link fence.

Scored some Ray Ban Black Wafayers about a month ago walking thru the local park.

Ground scored just about everything, but tickets are always a fun find.  I have a good memory of finding a ticket to The Other Ones in 2002 in Albany.  Then immediately ran into a long lost friend from my blueberry picking migrant years.  I hooked him up with the ticket.  Joy!

I found a nice sack of greens at the delta center in 95.  In 01 at the Rolling Summer festival in the mountains behind Ogden UT, some cops were walking through the camping area after the last set ended the first night of 3. They had busted a campsite with a few large tupperware containers of buds. Instead of taking it with them they dumped it all into a little stream that ran through the camp ground. When the sun came up everyone who camped along the river had a lot of wet buds in their camp areas. We managed to pull out a 1/2 ounce or so. It dried out well enough that day and people were toking it. Fun times. 

The best ground scores I've had were the ones I got to return to the owners.  Wallets, purses, anything with an ID, I'm finding the rightful owner.  

I found a ticket for the '89 JFK show on the ground and gave it to my girlfriend.  A few minutes of holding our fingers in the air later, a nice young lady gave me her extra, saying she and her boyfriend wanted to give it to a guy because it was usually the girls who got the miracles.

I still have a tattered knit cap I found inside the Boston Garden.  Jerry's gone, the Garden is gone, but the hat's still around.

--A 1/4 oz of the most perfect indica outside of a Kaiser Dead show.

--Lots of money, $100 bills, $50's, $20's.....

---A New Years Eve ticket to Furthur at Bill Graham Civic. I found it on the ground right

in front of the doors. I waited around for a little while to see if anyone was running around 

in a panic, but no one was. Have no recollection of what it did, must have just handed it to someone.

--I left a nice blue jacket at The Rolling Stones in Oakland once. Someone got a good score.

the philzone...

i'm with druba

~ so many good drugs lol

~ so much driftwood

~ so much money money money

~ so many stones/shells/feathers

~ my fave, from 1991, which i still have: this piece from wood in cloverdale, ca that is shaped like an owl. it wears the homemade hippie beaded necklace (complete with yak knuckle skull beads lol) i got during an insanely cosmic MSG adventure (((Andrea)))

Last thing was at the dump in the metal pile section. I was dumping off something and saw this perfect iron bench. Someone recently stole it out of my yard, it was easier to take knowing i had ground scored it.   Sei la vie.

$20 one time in a parking lot as I stepped out of a car.

Best ground score wasn't money, but 2/3rds of a big joint sitting on the sidewalk leading to the entrance of the IL State Police Headquarters, Springfield, maybe 10 ft from the double glass entrance doors. Someone ditched it before going in for booking. I was sweeping the sidewalks when I worked maintenance that summer, '85.  Pushed the gurney over it and pocketed it.  Even had a lighter. Ten minutes later sporting an illegal smile. Right in front of "the man".

2 - 100 dollar bills on seperate occasions - once on the beach the other in a deli parking lot and other stuff random..

the beach one was actually 120 the c note was folded inside the 20

people were toking it. Fun times. <<<<<<

Sweet jim.

My baby mamma.

canyon and i gs'd a $20 outside txr. we saw it at the same time but he has cat like reflexes....he bought us a beer.

Not much to report, except one time on the night of the 1989 Bay Area earthquake.

I was at Candlestick Park for Game 3 of the World Series, and after my friend & I got back to my car we fired up my little portable TV and began seeing the images of the Bay Bridge, the Oakland freeway collapse and the Marina District on fire. Reports were sketchy but we were hearing that nothing was working - street lights, traffic signals, etc.

We were hearing reports of gridlock & possible multiple downed bridges & cracked streets, so my friend & I decided to stay put in the lot until the game traffic cleared and we might know more about how to safely get back to San Jose. As people were going to their cars they were seeing the images of destruction on my little TV. Since the quake didn't really feel that bad inside the stadium no one yet knew how bad things were and my truck became a center of attention, with 50+ people crowding around to see the TV.

When things finally cleared out there was a beautiful, brand new jacket left on my truck. It was much nicer/more expensive than anything I would buy, and it actually fit my tall self perfectly! It also had a World Series program and a very nice pair of sunglasses in the pockets.

We got home safely that night and I used that jacket & sunglasses for years. The fine quality of that jacket inspired me to pay more for future jackets, something I still do. And I still have that program. 

In an ironic but somewhat symmetrical way I lost that jacket years later at a San Jose Sharks playoff game. I put the jacket under my seat, and at the 2nd intermission my friend and I got bumped into a luxury box with some friends and I forgot the jacket. Naturally it was gone when I went back after the game.

Hopefully the thief also got good use out of it.

Driving home on the PA turnpike the day after the Spectrum run in 92, and we hit the first rest stop coming out of Philly. Coming down the off ramp I notice a rolled up baggy sitting on the ground in the middle of the parking lot, no cars around. Pull up to it and find about an 8th of good weed. We had consumed all of our party favors at the shows and were driving back empty handed, so it was perfect timing. Must have fallen out of someones pocket the night before and sat there until we discovered it the next day. That made the drive home a bit more fun!

Always gotta save enough for the drive home!

Found a hundred dollar bill at Shoreline, went to the bar line, and cut the line to the front. I spent the whole thing buying beers for people.

I was driving through Golden Gate Park a few years ago when I spotted a wallet on the road. This was highway 1 so a very busy road. I drove out of the park and found parking. I walked all the way back up to where I saw it and it was still there. Patiently I waited for a break in the traffic. Picked up the wallet and found $980 with no ID.

Found a wallet at Fisherman's Wharf. It belonged to a Chinese exchange student attending school in Chicago. I tracked down her dorm and sent it back to her with everything, including the change. She wrote me back saying I would have Chinese good luck for the rest of my life.

31 years ago I found a woman passed out behind the sofa.

I kept her to this day

as a little kid, we had a milk machine(!) across from dairy queen

my father took us one night, late, dq was just closing maybe?

distinctly recall running across the road to get us some milk, putting in the change for whatever it cost back in, i am guessing 1977...

when suddenly, the thing started spitting out quarters like a winning slot machine

my father thought it was hilarious

good times (: