zeeba amoeba
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I've been feeling adventurous lately. I'm flying to Frisco this weekend and plant to sample the state's money crop. Damm, I wish I could score some seeds over there, never mind the pot. Beans used to be ubiquitous in baggies, Colombian stuff that is, but this kush of the modern day has none.
So, if any natives want to give me pointers, tips or things TO do or NOT to do, lol, fire away. If there's much interest in this thread I might report back when I return, and describe my vacation including any high points.
I don't grow, but I like absorbing the cannabis culture here. I think most ICMAG users probably fall into the "groupie" category like me. We just dig what some people are doing, and like hearing the details. Maybe one day, if I live in the ideal environment, who knows? I imagine if I got cancer my answer would probably be in the affirmative no matter where I lived.
Probably my love for getting high says more about my personality than most things people usually consider. I'm a risk-taker and pleasure-seeker. I really enjoy reading messages from other pot-consumers. They seem to be on my wavelength, into reflection and personal hobbies, and more easy-going and not quite as cutthroat or selfish as others. I think the real sharks of the world prefer stuff like booze and coke, that can unleash the violent side. Pot tends to promote a calmer more reflective attitude.
Right now, I'm blitzed on a cocktail inspired by erowid, kanna + cannabis, which after experienced a high dosage at the present moment, I don't recommend. I disrespected kanna and drank too much potent tea, and now feel the typical over-anxiety and apprehension, known to be an effect of overconsumption. I just keep reminding myself its not real, its irrational and has no basis other than in my body chemistry. I think writing this message is calming me, because its a familiar activity and I always enjoy writing.
I brewed a kanna tea using at least 3 grams. I dislike the feeling so much (antipathetic to pot's calming effect) that I tossed the remaining 30+ grams in the trash bin. Not the cannabis; the kanna. With high grade cannabis going at $17 a gram I don't see how anybody in their right mind could toss it. But 50 grams of kanna runs less than thirty dollars.
Though, I bet growers have the luxury of disposing of weed just like that, when they dispose of unwanted plants, or just get scared and have to tear down.
I live in the South and have all my life. I wrote an autobiography not long ago, not because my life was in any way extraordinary, but just because I thought it would be cool to reflect on the past and try to figure my life out. There was so much I didn't understand while it was all happening. At the end of 500 pages, I concluded that my life was kind of boring actually, and that I would have done a thousand and one things differently, if I could live it all over. But most lives are boring these days, since everybody spends 12 years in boring school, then graduates to boring college followed by a boring job in a cubicle somewhere, until they get old and gray and fly down to Florida to sit in a chair on the lawn of some nursing home. Our lives are safe and boring.
So, if any natives want to give me pointers, tips or things TO do or NOT to do, lol, fire away. If there's much interest in this thread I might report back when I return, and describe my vacation including any high points.
I don't grow, but I like absorbing the cannabis culture here. I think most ICMAG users probably fall into the "groupie" category like me. We just dig what some people are doing, and like hearing the details. Maybe one day, if I live in the ideal environment, who knows? I imagine if I got cancer my answer would probably be in the affirmative no matter where I lived.
Probably my love for getting high says more about my personality than most things people usually consider. I'm a risk-taker and pleasure-seeker. I really enjoy reading messages from other pot-consumers. They seem to be on my wavelength, into reflection and personal hobbies, and more easy-going and not quite as cutthroat or selfish as others. I think the real sharks of the world prefer stuff like booze and coke, that can unleash the violent side. Pot tends to promote a calmer more reflective attitude.
Right now, I'm blitzed on a cocktail inspired by erowid, kanna + cannabis, which after experienced a high dosage at the present moment, I don't recommend. I disrespected kanna and drank too much potent tea, and now feel the typical over-anxiety and apprehension, known to be an effect of overconsumption. I just keep reminding myself its not real, its irrational and has no basis other than in my body chemistry. I think writing this message is calming me, because its a familiar activity and I always enjoy writing.
I brewed a kanna tea using at least 3 grams. I dislike the feeling so much (antipathetic to pot's calming effect) that I tossed the remaining 30+ grams in the trash bin. Not the cannabis; the kanna. With high grade cannabis going at $17 a gram I don't see how anybody in their right mind could toss it. But 50 grams of kanna runs less than thirty dollars.
Though, I bet growers have the luxury of disposing of weed just like that, when they dispose of unwanted plants, or just get scared and have to tear down.
I live in the South and have all my life. I wrote an autobiography not long ago, not because my life was in any way extraordinary, but just because I thought it would be cool to reflect on the past and try to figure my life out. There was so much I didn't understand while it was all happening. At the end of 500 pages, I concluded that my life was kind of boring actually, and that I would have done a thousand and one things differently, if I could live it all over. But most lives are boring these days, since everybody spends 12 years in boring school, then graduates to boring college followed by a boring job in a cubicle somewhere, until they get old and gray and fly down to Florida to sit in a chair on the lawn of some nursing home. Our lives are safe and boring.