Stupid Pothead Stories

Sometimes when I talk with a friend, I am reminded of stories that happened, that I don’t really remember. Now I have never had a great memory, if I remember correctly.. Even before my lifelong pot companion entered my life, i was pretty forgetful.

I was reminded of a time when we were somewhere around 16 or 17 and wanted to impress these girls we met up at my friends family lake house.. I remember him saying they were really good girls, and we had to play the nice boys..

well we tried taking them on a boat ride for the day, and nothing, tried taking them into town to see a movie.. nope nada.. we tried a cook out at the fire pit on the beach.

They had two buildings at their lakehouse.. one that used to be a garage that was converted into a room for Bryan and us to hang out in and sleep in.. well i lit one up and turned on some tunes.. It must have been an hour and i dozed off chilling.. well one of the girls is sitting putting on one of the records i brought up, and was smiling at me when I woke up.. I had left half a roach in the ashtray, and when i woke i was looking to wake and bake, but the shit was gone.. Not thinking anything we started talking.. I could not figure out if I had smoked the rest of that, or if my friend or maybe this good girl has smoked it, but I was not going to ask..

well we kept chatting, and picking music, and I asked her what happened to my friend and hers.. She said they had gone to town to pick up some munchies…. It still did not kick in my head that hmmm.. pot munchies, girl music.. (YEAH I AM SLOW)…

Ok so a few minutes later she looks over at me and asks if I still had any thing left to smoke or did she finish it off… Well, that made me perk up, and made a mad dash to my car for the rest of my stash.. Whew, girl, music, pot.. hmm good combo..

soo we smoked and smoked, and smoked some more.. Eventually my bud and her friend showed up, and well they got a huge cloud of smoke in their face when they walked in..

The part that I forgot, and I had been to their wedding.. is two of my oldest friends married both of those girls.. It was calling my friend and her answering, it was the usual pleasantries about whats going on, how life is stuff like that.. she said he was not home, and asked if I remembered that summer when we hung out like every weekend.. I kept thinking, hmmm where, when.. of course being a guy, I did not want to ask.. and kept kinda fishing for more info.. and all of a sudden that summer’s memories drawer in my head opened up.. She laughed when I guess she realized I never had rememebered who she was for the past 10 years they have been married.. She asked me if I remember that Ace had been married to her friend, and I said no.

Like I was not embarassed… at least it is a good story they will tease me about forever..

Peace and smiles.