I always felt like I missed being a hippie by about 2 inches. I had really long hair halfway down my back.

I Drove a 48 Chevy pickup truck barefooted with an open shirt and listen to rock 'n' roll.. I smoked the devil's cabbage. I was a pretend bad ass. I don't know if you can be a hippie when you're a supervisor working for the state. It sort of takes the mystique out of it.