Stupid Pothead Stories

Great Title I think..

Well pot and holidays is a great combo, you get high, get the munchies and then eat leftovers. I remember when I was a teen. We would go to my grandparents house for every holiday, and well my grandmother would cook for 50, even though there was my family of 4, my aunts family of five, and my uncle and his wife. Well my cousin and I would kinda sneak off and spark one outside their house, and chill for a while.. when it was time for dinner, we would eat, and eat and eat somemore.. our families would think taht we were just growing boys in our teen years, but nope it was all about the munchies. Then of course my grandmother would send us home with enough food to last for weeks.. but my friends and I would always smoke some, get back in the house, and finish off the food in a day or so..

To this day my parents still think that I totally loved my grandmothers cooking. Sure it was great, but damn if not for the weed, I would never have ate as much as I did.. The funny thing to me is that from the age of 14 I don’t really remember much about the holidays at my families. My cousin and I still joke about not knowing what was going on..

When I went to my in-laws last week for thanksgiving I kept thinking, damn I would soo love to spark up a dube and eat. One problem is my wife’s cousin is a cop, and is staunch against any kind of drug even weed.. Yet he drinks like a pro.. Crazy shit..

well that is what the holidays meant to me..

More holiday smoking stories coming as I remember them

Peace and smiles

I was sitting on the deck of my house last night watching the rain, smoking a cigerette, and thinking back to how much i love rain. Me and my friends sheck, skip, and box going camping and how it rained for 5 days during a 7 day trip.

the first night we got there, it was still dark, and we had smoked some before we got to the site, and setting up a tent while high in the dark can be a task.. at one point one of us said hey should we put on some music, and we heard someone say WRONG.. It sounded like Boxy, and he is probably the biggest fan of music I know. We did not put on the tunes, but were being loud and cracking jokes, and just being dudes in a camp site.. well the next moring we noticed like 3 different groups of tents around us, which of course we did not notice in the dark, so we had gone down to the lake, for a swim around noon, when we got back, all the tents were gone.. which was ok with us, and the park ranger had left us a note to go pay him a visit.. well the people complained, and he said not to worry, he would not guide them to where we were, and understood.. of course he stopped by for a toke a few nights.. which helps of course..

Of course we never really thought of it going to rain, and on the 2nd night it did, but for some reason skip had a tarp in his trunk, which was a life saver.. we picked a great spot with a bunch of trees, so it was not soo bad.. and his tarp, which was about 20 X 20 covered most of the site.

now we could not really do that much with all the rain coming out, but we smoked a ton, and drank a bit.. we invented stuff to do. listened to a ton of music, and played some tunes all day and night.. it was just cool being high and running out in the woods, and getting rained on. we did some swimming in the rain, played some foot ball in the rain, and tried to pick up the girl campers too.

when you are sitting in the middle of a forrest campsite, with 3 of your closest buds, smokin, drinkin and just kinda watchin the rain.. it is very just a cool thing in life.. we played a bunch of cards, and invented some card game that really sucked when we were not high.. Euchre, spades, all that stuff was great..

the last day we were there was the best, we had finally got the girls to come hang with us, and do some swimming, which was awsome, and years later Sheck is still married to the girl he met on that camping trip.. I lasted about 2 weeks, boxy had no luck with the girl, and skip lasted all of that day..

to this day I will sit in the rain and laugh about that trip, and why i like rain.. smoking with buds is always a great way to bond..

peace and smiles.

First before I forget, which happens to someone on long term use of weed.. the link above this is for bob marley t shirts.. pretty cool and apre po.

Ok what to talk about on a Friday.. Lets talk about memory loss, sure I do not keep secrets, it is very true, that if you smoke weed, you have problems with your short term memory.. Long Term, seems to be ok. As long as I can remember I have not been known for remembering things, names, things to do, where I put my keys, all that, you may say that is just a mans thing.. I beg to differ, my father, and a lot of guys I know do not have this problem (smokers are excluded from that).

I have found my keys in many different places, like my sock drawer, in the bathroom sink, cupbords, in my shoes. While high I have had such great memory lapses, like putting stuff in the mirowave that was supposed to go in the fridge. I once took a piece of cake and tried to stuff it into a drinking glass (yes I was high at the time). When I played drums in bands, my sticks would always end up in someone elses stuff. Don’t know how, but they would. Over the years I have found literally hundreds if not thousands of dollars in places that i had not known i had put it there for years. I moved out of an apartment one time, and found six 20 dollar bills in my ice bucket.. Dont know how, what or why I was thinking, but it was a nice surprise.

Names on the other hand get more and more embarassing, though I must admit I have never forgot the name of a female i have found attractive. But I don’t know how many employees I have hired that I introduced as the wrong person. Now I try my ass off to remember now, but still I have to make sure I writing something down before I forget.. and repeat it at least 6 times in my head.

I have lost my wallet in my house many times, i have lost shoes, you ask how can that happen, I dont know but I have.. I have forgot so many things, but the funny thing is eventually I will remember. Last week, I finally remembered why I had my keys in the fridge from like 10 years ago, I had done it to remember to pick up some milk. Yes strange, but that was my reason at the time. My wife does no better than to call me on my cell to ask me to pick something up, she will ask me to write it down before I leave. It took a while for her to figure that out.

Ok I am done, any suggestions or complaints feel free to drop me a line..

Peace and Smiles.

I guess there is no rule about how much to write, i thought daily was a good idea, but you can run out of stories I did that. maybe.

One time a friend of mine and I were living near Detroit, the drinking age was 21, but in Canada it was only 19, and they had full nudity strip bars, so we figured that it was a good idea to go since we were both 19 at the time..

We get over the border and customs no problem, go to the bar, we have way too much to drink, and decide to get a room to chill off the drunkenness which of course is a lot better than trying to mess with boarder police completely toasted..

We were on the bridge on the way back, and my buddy was like dude, wish we had scored some weed last night.. and for some reason, click the lightbulb went off in my head. I was like dude there is some in my bag in the back.. get it out… then the other lightbulb went off here we are on a bridge back to the U.S. about to get questions by well people who have more authority than police, and we got a little baggy of weed.. dude is like i am not smoking it now, we kinda cant turn around.. I was like dude, i dont know I forgot about it when we came here, and now that I do, we will probably get busted.. so we took the baggy and tossed it out the window into the river..

What a waste, but border dudes, not on your life am I messing with.. And yes I still cry over it

Peace and smiles

I have said it before and I will say it again, nothing enhances music more than the weed.

Lets start with well the music i first think of when i think of weed.. Bob Marley & the Wailers.. Some of the greatest music ever writting was by Bob.. When you are high, it is just the most wonderful music to listen too. not only did he sing with more passion than anyone else, there was a great emphesis on social values. whether or not you like raggae music, something about the song One Love can ring true for everyone. Just putting on the head phones and listening to a great tune like Jammin, while high is something that can relax a person. Jammin was such a great song that Stevie Wonder did his tribute to it with Master Blaster. No Woman, No Cry.. you can feel the words he is singing.

Even if you do not ever touch a drug in your life, just open you mind and listen to the lyrics of Bob Marley, really give the songs a chance. It is amazing what people from a small country in turbulant times can say with music. Though for me, when you are high, it just takes you there just a touch better.

The music alone is what made me take a vacation in Jamiaca. I love the people there, they are warm, laid back, and have a genuine love of life I wish we celebrated more in this country.

Peace and smiles..

when i was in college, thursdays always were the best bar nights. they were ladies nights, and lots of drink specials. like I have said before I was never the biggest drinker, but at a bar you had to do some drinking.. One night we decided to take some shrooms before we went.. now if you have ever done shrooms then you will understand if not, i will try to explain it.

shrooms for me is like smoking a ton of weed, i would get some trails (like when a plane is flying and the smoke is behind it, but in colors) and everything for me would get slower.. so we walked from our apt to the bar, and got in.. well all had gotten to the bar, and well things were just getting freaky.. i kept wanting to get out cause there was soo much action, and the smoke and lights were effecting my eyes.. so after a couple of drinks we left, and stumbled home.. 3 of us went back to the apartment, and the other 2 stayed at the bar..

we all decided that I would make up some burgers.. the grill was on the back deck, and it was snowing. well i guess being high, i forgot how long i let the gas go, and when i lit it, a big ball of fire singed the front of my friends hair.. it stunk, but they were the best burgers i have ever made (though the memory was when high, so they may have stunk).

Rule there, is not to light a grill when on shrooms..

well me be done for the day

Peace and smiles..

What can I say about what makes a great munchie.. of course this will always be my opinion, i do not speak for everyone..

Me, M & M’s are number one.. first you get a bunch in a package, and can make them last a while if you really have self control.. I like the original, and the ones with peanut butter.. mmm.. if you buy one bag of each, you can do the mix and match thing.. the peanut ones are good too.. dont want anything thinking I have something against them.. Other chocolate that works is Reece’s peanutbutter cups.. ohhh they are soo good when your high… just the combo together mmmmmmmmm works for me.. and freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.. mmmmm

ok as for the fruity side, skittles, and startburst work for me.. now i find not looking at the colours is a good thing.. its like a surprise.. starbursts are like an explosion in your mouth of fruity goodness when your high.. I also highly recomend Gummy Bears.. i have ate a ton while high..

Salty is kinda where i am not the usual kind of dude.. I know lots of people like chips while high.. Me not soo much.. I dont mind like the cool ranch doritos, but they make your hands really messy and sticky… with like salty chips, it makes my mouth too dry especially with the pasties.. then you drink way too much, and soda gives ya gas, and then y0u have too peeee a lot.. and who wants to get up to piss while high.. come on that defeats the point.. now you can have a dip with the chips and that works..

drinks. like i said soda gives ya gas.. me i like milk shakes which is kinda like a double treat of icecream and a drink.. and my fave while high is actually gatoraide the fruit punch..

Ok lets look at some good fast food ideas while high.. now in chattanooga not that convienent, you only have a few places that deliver, but pizza of course is a staple, some chinese food places do deliver, but take way too long, so timiing your munchies takes experience.. but some sweet and sour chicken does go down really well when high.. steak out, not sure if they are still around was pretty good… Subs, ahh it can be ok i guess.. but the cookies from subway are great to have…. burgers, well McD’s is usually the fastest, and the mcnuggets make good munchies.. and what can be said about Krystals that have not been mentioned before.. krystals are amazing for the munchise.. i have never eaten more krystals than i have when I am high..

well for now those are my munchie thoughts, and i do apologize to all the ones i have missed, we will cover them at a later date..

Peace and smiles..

Today is a Tuesday, and I am not sure what is coming to mind.. so I will just write random thoughts of nothing.

I used to buy my weed for a hare krishna, yes i am serious. He would deliver it too me, and my friends. It was kinda weird him being pretty active in hare krishna community. And I actually had seen him at the airport giving out flowers. I once asked him about him selling, and being hare krishna, he said that he had to take care of his family, and the money was pretty good.

We never got into too much conversation, I had gone to school with him, and known him for years, but he had changed, not in a bad way, but in a way that it was not him, but still the same dude i had always known. To this day I wonder what happened, I am pretty sure he was never arrested, cause old friends will tell me they see him around town.

You always expect dealers to be dirty, and scuzzy, but most of the guys i ever bought from were just normal everyday dudes. I think that is enough of what is going thru my head today, lots of work to do.

Peace and smiles

You know Mondays have always been the first day back at work, so as a pot smoker, i have always been one who really dragged his ass in on this day. I am a big fan of wake and bake when you have the weekend free.. now I would usually let it wear off before I would go out, but usually on Sunday’s I would stay home, and chill with the pets, unless i was playing some kind of sport, I liked my sundays to be my own day.. to catch up on reading, listen to tunes, or just watch anything I taped on the old VCR (not sure if it still works anymore, but I got it hooked up). Sundays is usually when i would go thru the most weed, making sure i had at least one J for each day of the week.

There is nothing like waking up on a monday with all those cobwebs in your head, and thinking damn.. i have to work all week.. thinking about all day coming home and lighting a fatty up.. So this day think about the fun you will have over the weekend, and it does come faster than you think..

Peace and smiles..

Fridays have always been the days where i have no clue what to do. Back in the day, it was always the day we would look for weed. When I was in college, after the freshman year I lived in this apartment building, off campus, I also worked for the local radio station. My closest friend there was a guy named dan.. He lived up the road with his girlfriend Amanda. She was the type who did not really like being social, and was not much a of a weed person.. Dan was the opposite.. I had met him in my first year there, and we had an english class together and would talk during the smoke breaks. I thought, yeah cool dude to chat with, but i don’t know if we would hang out.. well the 2nd year we just kept bumping into each other, and somehow and i can’t remember one of us said something about smoking a fatty… and of course a beautiful friendship was born. except one problem, we were both always broke, and did not ever know who to buy smoke from.. well we would find one person or another here and there, but we really could not affort much more than a couple of J’s here, and there, yet we got high together like everynight.. We were both older students, i started at 22 after taking a tour of europe, and working, plus a year stint in service. He was 21 and had kinda just tagged along with his girlfriend and living off student loans, and odd jobs.. I have never been comfortable around a lot of people, unless I know them really well.. He could and would talk to anyone, which was a bonus.. We would end up finding some freshman who dan somehow knew who wanted some weed.. so we would get some cash off different people, and make our nights about finding someone who was selling somewhere.. when we did finally find some we would pinch off enough for ourselves for the week before we got there, and then smoke some with the people, and tell them our fee was a couple of joints, we would do this about 3 times on a friday night, by the time we would get back to my place we were always clueless about where and how we paid for the weed….

we would kept in touch, and he told me that the whole time we were there i lived in the main weed building in the town, and we never knew about it…

Peace and smiles..