I still prefer smoking cannabis the old-school way

My brother Dan came over with a few of his friends the other night.

Dan and I have always been close since our younger days as I would babysit him.

But for now I work as he attends university nearby. This allows us some time to hang out at least once a week. This time Dan brought his friends because he wanted to “teach me how to enjoy life” and here I was thinking I have fun just fine! Maybe it is because I know my limits, and know just how much cannabis to smoke at any given time. I also watch how much I drink. Dan and his pals had just come from the local cannabis dispensary with an assortment of products they wanted me to try. This was very wild for me considering I am a guarded cannabis smoker. In fact, my friends and I prefer to dab which involves inhaling burned cannabis oils and cannabis wax, and even this was a little terrifying at first. Dan and his friends also brought over a wide selection of cannabis edibles, which I refused to try. I had tried edibles before and they made me feel exhausted. I decided that since I was trying other new forms of cannabis I didn’t want to overdo anything too fast. After a few puffs of cannabis wax I was high and feeling floaty. It was an unusual kind of high after that one gets from smoking cannabis, since it felt cleaner. By the end of the night it was clear that I was having a fantastic time, but I also wanted to smoke some real marijuana instead of oils & wax. By the end of it all, I still feel like I would enjoy smoking cannabis the traditional way more.

 

 

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Well kept secret between two cannabis lovers

In celebration of Springtime semester and the beginning of Summer vacation, my baby Molly had a few of her friends sleep over.

Think of an old-school kind of slumber party. This reminded me of my own school days, when having a slumber party was one of the coolest things to do. I bought the young women snacks and juice, allowing them to watch films as well as play games. Generally, I gave them space to run their affairs that night. Once I felt that they were all distracted I had the opportunity to sneak out onto the back porch as I wanted to smoke some cannabis. This was the ideal time to enjoy the fat joint of a new OG Kush blend that I was dying to sample. Even though I look like a regular Soccer Mom, I still appreciate and love a neat glass of whiskey and fat bowl of tasty cannabis. I know a lot of the other regular parents, and most of them enjoy smoking cannabis without the kids knowing they do. While enjoying my weed I realized that one of my daughter’s friends was outside as well! I tried to hide the cannabis, but the girl had already spotted me. She said that she came outside to hit her cannabis vape pen, and that she would keep my secret if I kept hers. I agreed, and even gave her a hit from my cannabis. In response, she shared her vape rig to try out. Never had I vaped cannabis oil before, so this was a pleasant but new experience. I decided to keep my word, and never told her parents that she was vaping cannabis. My only hope is that she keeps her end of the bargain and never tells my daughter!

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I’m an old school kind of cannabis smoker

Max visited me with a few of his friends the other night.

Max & I have remained close since the days I would babysit him at my aunt’s request.

Currently, I work while he is still in school. However, once in a while we get to hang out. This time Max brought his friends because he wanted to show me how to have fun and party. I know I party just fine but I also have limits, and know just how much cannabis to smoke, as well as how many drinks to have. Max & his pals had just come from the local cannabis dispensary. They brought with them a huge assortment of products for me to try. This was definitely uncharted territory for me since I already placed specific limitations when it comes to cannabis smoking, so this combining stuff was all new to me. My friends and I were familiar with “dabbing” which involves using a blowtorch and cannabis wax, so this new thing was a little scary at first. Besides that, they also brought a number of cannabis edibles, but I was keen to decline those. Typically, cannabis edibles tend to make me sleepy, and since I was trying new variants of cannabis I didn’t want to overdo it by being too fast. After a few dabs of cannabis wax I was already feeling dreamy. It was a different kind of high compared to the one I got from smoking cannabis. This felt cleaner somehow. By the time the night ended, I was having a fantastic time but I also wanted to smoke some real marijuana instead of oils & wax. I still think I love and prefer the more traditional ways of smoking.

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Sneaking outside to smoke cannabis

To celebrate the end of the school year and the start of summer vacation, my daughter Molly had a few of her friends sleep over. A wholesome, traditional slumber party! It took me back to my days as a schoolgirl, and having a slumber party was the coolest thing to do. I bought the young girls snacks and juice, let them watch movies and play games, and generally gave them the run of the place for the night. When I thought they were all suitably distracted I snuck out onto the back porch to smoke some cannabis. I had a short, fat joint of a new OG Kush blend I was dying to sample. Although I look like a typical Soccer Mom, I still love a neat glass of whiskey and a fat bowl of tasty cannabis. I know a lot of the other local parents, and many of them use cannabis without their kids knowing. As I was getting stoned, I realized that one of Molly’s friends was outside, too! I tried to grind out the cannabis, but the girl had already caught me. She said that she came outside to hit her cannabis vape pen, and that she would keep my secret if I kept hers. I agreed, and then offered her a hit from my cannabis. In response, she handed me her vape rig to try out. I had never vaped cannabis oil before, so it was a new experience for me. I was true to my word, and never told her parents that she was vaping cannabis. I hope she never tells my daughter!
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I prefer the traditional ways of getting stoned

After a few dabs of cannabis wax I was feeling very dreamy.

My cousin Max came over with a few of her friends the other night. Max and I have stayed very close since I used to babysit her. Now I have a career and she goes to college, but we still hang out at least once a week. This time Max brought her friends because she wanted to “teach me how to party.” I think I party just fine! I know my limits, and I know just how much cannabis to smoke, and how many drinks to have. Max and her pals had just come from the local cannabis dispensary, and had a wild assortment of products they wanted me to try. This was uncharted territory for me – as I said, I know how much cannabis to smoke, but this stuff was all new to me. We did something called “dabs” which involves a blowtorch and cannabis wax, and was a little scary at first. They also brought over a wide selection of cannabis edibles, but I declined those. In general edibles make me feel sleepy, and since I was trying other new forms of cannabis I didn’t want to overdo it too quickly. After a few dabs of cannabis wax I was feeling very dreamy. It was a different kind of high then I got from smoking cannabis, it felt cleaner somehow. By the end of the night I was having a great time, but I also wanted to smoke some real marijuana instead of oils and wax. I guess I just prefer the more traditional ways of getting stoned.

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On the road again, with cannabis and my dog

For thirty years I was a long haul truck driver, usually with nobody for company except my pet cat.

It’s not the life for everyone, but it was perfect for me.

I didn’t just drive and enjoy the open road, I also learned. I learned three different languages through audio tapes and programs. I listened to hundreds of audible books. I tried to enhance my mind while I was driving. I also smoked a lot of weed, and in my younger days took a lot of crank. That’s a drug for young people though, and since then I have only used cannabis. Well, last yearI retired from my job and sold my old truck. I used the money to buy an RV camper, so I could keep driving, learning, and smoking cannabis. I decided to make a Grand Tour out of it, and spend a few years visiting all of the places in the country best known for killer cannabis. I had a Top Ten List of the best locally grown cannabis strains, including Denver, Las Vegas, Seattle, Portland, and Philly, just to name a few. I didn’t want to just visit the major metropolitan areas, I wanted to find the small-town cannabis dispensaries that had exotic strains no one else carried. If I ever get a passport I will take my road trip to Canada, which I hear has the best cannabis in the entire world. Until then I will keep driving the back roads of the USA, with my trusty dog by my side and a fat joint of Purple Haze between my lips.

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Selling cannabis to the tourists

Last summer I came up with a great idea, a way to make a lot of money and not have to pay any taxes on it.

I live in a small town well-known for being a swank travel destination for elites from the big city.

Every summer this town is flooded with rich folks who want to spend a few weeks by the lake. I realized that there was an untapped market with these people, and I could supply them with cannabis for a ridiculous price. You see, in this state we have limited legalization for cannabis. Marijuana is legal in some cases, but you need to have the state-issued prescription card. The state only issues these cards to their own citizens, which means that tourists from other states cannot legally buy cannabis. But I can! My friends and I all went to various cannabis dispensaries and bought as much as we could. Then we repackaged the different cannabis strains into smaller bags, and charged twice as much for the product. Since most of the tourists were wealthy they didn’t blink at paying fifty bucks for twenty five bucks worth of cannabis. This added up to major profits, and if we could find a way to buy cheaper cannabis it only meant higher profits! This summer is coming up rapidly, and we want to do the same cannabis selling racket again, only this time we will be much better organized. I wish that the tourists would stay here all year around, because then I could make cannabis my permanent job.
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We started an illegal delivery service for legal cannabis

The laws in this state are nutty! Medical marijuana is legal, but only if you have a doctor’s prescription, and all of the state-mandated paperwork.

That paperwork requires paying the state a processing fee of $400, which has to be paid every year. This means weed is just a little bit legal, but still hard to get. Another major issue is that while it’s legal to sell medical cannabis, stores cannot provide delivery services. This makes no sense to me, especially considering how many medical marijuana patients are elderly or very sick. I think I am providing a valuable service to the community by delivering cannabis, even if it is illegal. It has been said that it is the duty of moral citizens to stand up to unjust laws, and that’s what I am doing with cannabis. Some of my delivery clients are younger people who just like getting stoned, but many of them have prescriptions for medical cannabis to treat various conditions and ailments. To these people cannabis is medicine, and I am happy to deliver it to them. If I were a rich man I would gladly offer the service for free, but I have to make money so I do charge for cannabis deliveries. It is a nominal charge, and my clients are encouraged to offer a tip for fast and friendly service. Sometimes I get tipped in cash, other times they tip me in cannabis, but most of my customers are quite generous. I love what I do, connecting good people and good cannabis, and making a good wage.

 

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Medical marijuana saved my marriage.

For years, my husband had been suffering from depression.

It wasn’t just the depression that was driving me nuts.

He would talk to himself and other people when he was the only one in the room. He would have real conversations and I thought he was schizophrenic. I wasn’t afraid of him, but he was driving himself crazy. He wasn’t satisfied with life anymore. I was afraid he would try to do something drastic. I called his doctor and told him how he was getting, and he set up an appointment with a neurologist. It was he who told us to try medical marijuana. My husband hated driving now, and he said he wouldn’t go to the marijuana dispensary. If he had to use the stuff, they would need to deliver it just like the pharmacy delivers his medication. I thanked him for his honesty, but told him he would need to go just once. They would set up marijuana delivery services for us, on our first visit to the marijuana dispensary. I got my caretaker’s ID card so I could go with him. Within two months, my husband was feeling better, thanks to the medical marijuana. We had regular marijuana delivery services come to the house, and he was able to place his order online. He still talks to himself, but so does everyone once in a while. If everyone I knew who talked to themselves needed medical marijuana, they would have a marijuana dispensary in every neighborhood. The thing about that is no one would have a need for marijuana delivery services and someone would lose their job.
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There isn’t anything that I can’t find at local cannabis spot

I don’t know 100% – maybe it’s just me.

  • But it seems that shopping is getting harder and harder for me to finish successfully.

I suppose my expectations have become insufficient or something. That could totally be the case. I mean, I can go shopping online for recreational marijuana these days, and literally, there isn’t much of anything that I need which I can’t do from the comfort of my sofa by shopping online. Yet too often, I find myself totally disappointed by fit, quality and color that I seem to send more items back than I keep. And shopping retail is equally aggravating. I have to nibble on a cannabis edible or two just to deal with most retail experiences these days. I don’t like getting run over by wild fellow purchasers. Oh and forget about dealing with the staff as they are either constantly hawking me or on their iphone, then don’t get me started about selection either. Yet, there is still one space where I can get anything I can imagine when it comes to cannabis products. And oh yea, it’s actually in stock and it fits me just perfectly. Our local cannabis spot is the envy of all the other cannabis dispensaries in our city. It’s known for the staggering array of sativa, indica and hybrid strains for sale. And if it’s an up-to-date cannabis strain, our local cannabis spot will be the first in town to have it. On top of that, the locale is just a lovely, welcoming space to find oneself inside. The environment is so beautiful and inviting with a staff who are both expert and kind. It’s entirely the best of all shopping worlds for me. Too disappointing that shopping for marijuana for sale isn’t the model for all other shopping options.

 

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